Frozen Hearts

Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah Frozen hearts can't wither because they can't feel Life turned upside down, I still cartwheeled Open up my God blessed mouth and let the bars spill Brother know the war ain't over until the last kill I was taught "Love thy neighbour but get the paper" They hate it when you're winning but love it when you're a failure I nearly died in labour, that's why they call me the Stone What happens when the underdog finds its way to the bone? I made it through the travesties, I've established the code I dabbled in the magic, I'm acrobatic with flows I mastered mathematics, the mathematics of soul Antagonists embarrassed, we never manage to fold Clones couldn't manage the havoc we would've thrown I speak for all my people that's coming from broken homes When all you've seen is crazy, but never letting it show But this the testament, this the essence of letting go Sometimes it takes the pressure to fester to get the gold The comfort zone, a beautiful place, but nothin' grows All we need is leverage, I'm ready, I'm well evolved, Heaven knows The pressure was heavy, I never broke The shackles on my feet that were there are now released, now I'm free Feelin' my freedom was under siege, I perceive They told us they coded and so receive, did indeed Nothin' was growing, I couldn't breathe I kill and be discreet, you couldn't be this deep Even if I dig the hole and put you six feet deep Sometimes I might miss sleep hoping they digest me If your eyes stay close then your eyes won't see Times were peak, I tried to find a way Sometimes it takes a fire to make you feel alive again But what's a stoke without a flame, a track without a train The grind without the fame, a car without a lane A plus without the one it means you isn't getting in Frankincense and myrrh, good tidings we bring It'll probably be a minute 'fore they ever let us in Doesn't matter when you're a king, and so I sing Frozen hearts can't wither because they can't feel Life turned upside down, I still cartwheeled Open up my God blessed mouth and let the bars spill Brother know the war ain't over until the last kill Until the last kill Yeah Birmingham City Uh, what's good We got Mikey on the buttons, yeah Shoutout to Yogi in the house Nobody cares till everybody does Now isn't just that the truth Yeah, yeah, uh