Listen to me Please sit down and stay I'm gonna build a house and hideaway Gather timber from the ground I'll build a castle that won't fall down And
Man, Project Pat in the house This go out to all the real niggas out there havin' money Ghetty green, that cheese, that feddi, that loot Better watch
and your ring tone rap career It's Crooked I, the face of east side Long Beach Put your ear to the street, so you can hear my heartbeat [Royce Da 5'
now Parties and gettin' naughty is what I'm all about So many girlies in the house With bangin' ass bodies and party ass mouths' After the club we're going straight to my house
forced to roam this planet Sadly, lonely like some used briget You took my heartbeat from me This is the saddest story What was wrong with my love? You took my heartbeat
hear a heartbeat in the darkness Every night of my life I wanna hear a heartbeat in the darkness Next to mine I wanna hear a heartbeat I wanna hear a heartbeat
It always matters what for When you build your house, I will come by Sara All I ever wanted was to know That you were dreaming There's a heartbeat No
deny you inspire what comes outta this mic, I been down this road before, a lil bit has changed and yet it still remains the same see the kick is the heartbeat
in your faces Shot blazin', cops section off the pavement Hoppin' out with gauges, prepare for the occasion We throw about eight in, the house that you
Come the daybreak don't you shake me Send me back to misery 'Cause I'm dealin' with the devil With no help from above I'm stealin' with the devil Through this house
not okay, my soul's a misery I think I'm losin' my mind I'm whacked out on jack and blacked out Trapped in a crack house full of d-d-doubt I got guilt
Up on this hill, in this uncanny house The wind makes this place creak, the lights they are flickering The moon, she is lurking, the clock has stopped
car I'm too slick, so fuck your bullshit I'm coolin in the corner with my custom pool stick My grandad must've played the jazz When I bleed you can hear my heartbeat
hoot, no birds singin', seems the whole world's mute. The slightest noise, echoes through the streets, slumber-lands bounce, to a tiny heartbeat. Walls of old houses
wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the Shogun was scared of him Maybe that was the problem Then, one night, the Shogun sent his Ninja spies to our house
to life And love is a fragile thing We all stand on a bridge That's been slowly burning down Ambulance, take me back To the house I was born in Ambulance
, cause we're on a higher level Cause I'm goin' out with Jack in my system Hustlers from the house, you can just list them Lookin' for some heartbeat
face of most odious time, requiring replies most facile and vacuous, with words nearly singed, with the heartbeat of passions, spew forth with the grace