Heart full of sorrow lyrics

Artist  : House of pain 
Song : Heart full of sorrow
 
featuring  Sadat X

If I was to sit down and actually write out a
list
Of the MCs that missed it would be the
constitution
They play their caps backwards still saying wack
words
No power to (durhust) just a few yes men
Raising the question of who gave you a contract
They should be fired youre officially retired

I see you make a little cash and start showing
your ass
You get laced up with jewels your crews acting
like fools
Playing hard rock surrounded by body guards
Hoping no one pulls your cord you got me laughing
pretty hard
Thinking youre the white hot man of the hour
But you just cant figure how your flavor went
sour
Back in 89 PE fought the power and in 86 Big
Daddy Kane was raw

And I was right there on the first floor of the
Palladium
You never played a venue local college or a
stadium
A young boys (fiddin pad) fad is now a grown mans
profession
To earn this is a blessing
This skills have me guessing learn cause Im
testing
Follow this down no question

No doubt check it out
You be either rhyming in code or on some gangster
node
You all clockwork apocalypse you about to implode
Collapsing on yourself cause your whole
foundation is
Built on lies dont apologize
Cause once they watch you rise they wanna watch
you fall
And theyll all take a piece just like the Berlin
wall
And place it on their mantle like a souvenir
And what they call a knick-knack is really your
career

Chorus

You aint promise nothing but a pocket full of
stress
Still there be people that would die for less
 
You aint promise nothing but a heart full of
sorrow
If they dont like the demo make a new one
tomorrow
You aint promise nothing but a pocket full of
stress
Still there be people that would die for less
You aint promise nothing but a heart full of
sorrow
If they dont like the demo make a new one
tomorrow


When its time to rise Ill open the archives
When you be in dreams you got 85s
Chrome down with the leather package
You got a home of your own
Youre holding acres
I got it made
Season tickets to the Knickers and the Lakers
Playing both coasts closed and European festivals
Crowd scream decibels x2
In your ear you wanna make rapping your career

From Arkansas to Minnesota I sell out the quota
I be the wet dream making cream for promoters
We keep the shit right we dont be starting no
fights
And he wont hold out my dough cause Im a put out
his lights
And once the crew hits the stage the crowd gets
involved
We show love they show it back all problems
solved
You can boom shalock and jump to the sounds I
pump
But I aint quitting till Im shitting on Donald
Trump

So take heed to the verses and styles and
versions
When you socialize with other MCs
And boast your rhymes to company enemies
And in any cases that feel is what you want
???
You want to make money money and take every honey
Rap charges aint funny but it boost your career
Your penile style is now hanging from a tier
Now you wanna know fear to impress your peers
Now your ass outta here the rap game goes on