Lyrics Cardiac Rhythm - Snowgoons

Yeah, pay attention I′ma walk the line
And make the kind of music that will get you to and off of time
Pour the wine, devour the body you need
I kill your mind with every rhyme you dun gotta
Be weak
Livin in proverty, we, and thinkin logically B
Your old man give with the program, im grinding for me
To leave a mark on the planet and give the people an outlet
Cuz after in the game aint even about shit
I paid dues sure michael ngb, shoulda been number one
They cheated me on mtv, another empty B
For me to feel with my train of thoughts
I caught in a bad relationship but had to break it off
Kid I'm from new york, I′m prolly good than gold than ever
Man I'm true talk, the anthem for the colder weather
Throw a tantrum half broken and I broke the leather
Never thought we'd fall apart, knowing that .
I can hear your heartbeat
To all the pain in the track
And everything you took from me you know I′m taking it back, and in fact,
I′m never giving up without a fight, we sick of trife, you gotta live your life
Never giving up I have to die a legend
Dont need your cover up a bunch of fuckig tidy freshmen
I must abide attention, you make me wanna puke,
I never had no money and grew up without my father too
I shout of truth injected deep in your bloodflow, I love dough
It makes people evil and cut throats, one quote
Can change the way you live forever, behave a little better
Find my name engraved from the hidden treasure, forbidden pleasure
Bit the apple then I fucked a virgin, commission never
In a castle with a bunch of germans, you need to come to term and,
Dun change your line of work, because your plot aint work, lookin all foolish and rhymin hurt
I wipe the dirt from my shoulder and keep moving on
You might learn when youre older, now be true to strong
Now prove I'm wrong, while the whole room eyeing me
Put it down one time for snowgoons dynasty
I can hear your heartbeat
To all the pain in the track
And everything you took from me you know im taking it back, and in fact,
Im never giving up without a fight, we sick of trife, you gotta live your life
Music touch your heart like the cardio surgeon
Music touch your heart like the cardio surgeon
Life of a creep hear the audio version
Life of a creep hear the audio version
Music touch your heart like the cardio surgeon