Song | Heart |
Artist | TOKYO CAFÉ FREAK |
Artist | Substantial |
Album | Humming Jazz |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The music need a little more heart a little more soul | |
Either too hot or a little too cold | |
Way too many shallow verses | |
Nothing deep rather surface | |
Too weak to be defined as timeless | |
So we gotta guide these blinded rhymers | |
Away from their shiny diamonds and fancy coats | |
Show’em what matters most | |
Rappers boast, stunt and show off | |
Scared to be looked at as something so soft | |
Trying to be hard but they’re hardly real | |
Making so-called music you hardly feel | |
That’s why they leave a lot left to be desired. | |
So I try to write to rekindle the fire | |
Lifting it higher this simple man with a pen | |
Trying to give you something you can feel again | |
HE who’s in love with the ART | |
Should know its always best to come from the HEART | |
When the music don’t feel the same | |
Need to let the world feel your pain | |
HE who’s in love with the ART | |
Should know its always best to come from the HEART | |
When the music don’t feel the same | |
Need to let the world feel your pain | |
And they love to hear it | |
Constructing lyrics to touch the spirit | |
So fresh it inspire the hopeless | |
Better myself and retire the dopest | |
Or at least well respected | |
I’m free to be me and I sell my message | |
But people are rarely rich | |
So for little or nothing I share my gift | |
While you…vibe to it stare and drift | |
In to space take your mind on a daring trip | |
To a place music nowadays never ventures | |
Embrace the experience let me enter | |
The next adventure remains a mystery | |
Then I paint a picture to stain your memory | |
And secure my place in history | |
In your heart I stay, come visit me. | |
HE who’s in love with the ART | |
Should know its always best to come from the HEART | |
When the music don’t feel the same | |
Need to let the world feel your pain | |
H-E-Art, We be Heart | |
And Soul, Proud and Bold | |
H-E-Art, We be Heart | |
And Soul, Proud and Bold | |
I was told not to hold back | |
And wrote raps fo’ cats to use for healing | |
And say things that you ain’t use to hearing | |
Don’t believe everything the news revealing | |
So I grab mics and use speakers | |
To expose gems for the truth seekers | |
Cause they just might be the future leaders | |
Erasing all doubt making true believers | |
Of you and me (huh) all is possible | |
Self pride can make y’all unstoppable | |
And help you push through your obstacles | |
Peace is a must but war is optional |
The music need a little more heart a little more soul | |
Either too hot or a little too cold | |
Way too many shallow verses | |
Nothing deep rather surface | |
Too weak to be defined as timeless | |
So we gotta guide these blinded rhymers | |
Away from their shiny diamonds and fancy coats | |
Show' em what matters most | |
Rappers boast, stunt and show off | |
Scared to be looked at as something so soft | |
Trying to be hard but they' re hardly real | |
Making socalled music you hardly feel | |
That' s why they leave a lot left to be desired. | |
So I try to write to rekindle the fire | |
Lifting it higher this simple man with a pen | |
Trying to give you something you can feel again | |
HE who' s in love with the ART | |
Should know its always best to come from the HEART | |
When the music don' t feel the same | |
Need to let the world feel your pain | |
HE who' s in love with the ART | |
Should know its always best to come from the HEART | |
When the music don' t feel the same | |
Need to let the world feel your pain | |
And they love to hear it | |
Constructing lyrics to touch the spirit | |
So fresh it inspire the hopeless | |
Better myself and retire the dopest | |
Or at least well respected | |
I' m free to be me and I sell my message | |
But people are rarely rich | |
So for little or nothing I share my gift | |
While you vibe to it stare and drift | |
In to space take your mind on a daring trip | |
To a place music nowadays never ventures | |
Embrace the experience let me enter | |
The next adventure remains a mystery | |
Then I paint a picture to stain your memory | |
And secure my place in history | |
In your heart I stay, come visit me. | |
HE who' s in love with the ART | |
Should know its always best to come from the HEART | |
When the music don' t feel the same | |
Need to let the world feel your pain | |
HEArt, We be Heart | |
And Soul, Proud and Bold | |
HEArt, We be Heart | |
And Soul, Proud and Bold | |
I was told not to hold back | |
And wrote raps fo' cats to use for healing | |
And say things that you ain' t use to hearing | |
Don' t believe everything the news revealing | |
So I grab mics and use speakers | |
To expose gems for the truth seekers | |
Cause they just might be the future leaders | |
Erasing all doubt making true believers | |
Of you and me huh all is possible | |
Self pride can make y' all unstoppable | |
And help you push through your obstacles | |
Peace is a must but war is optional |
The music need a little more heart a little more soul | |
Either too hot or a little too cold | |
Way too many shallow verses | |
Nothing deep rather surface | |
Too weak to be defined as timeless | |
So we gotta guide these blinded rhymers | |
Away from their shiny diamonds and fancy coats | |
Show' em what matters most | |
Rappers boast, stunt and show off | |
Scared to be looked at as something so soft | |
Trying to be hard but they' re hardly real | |
Making socalled music you hardly feel | |
That' s why they leave a lot left to be desired. | |
So I try to write to rekindle the fire | |
Lifting it higher this simple man with a pen | |
Trying to give you something you can feel again | |
HE who' s in love with the ART | |
Should know its always best to come from the HEART | |
When the music don' t feel the same | |
Need to let the world feel your pain | |
HE who' s in love with the ART | |
Should know its always best to come from the HEART | |
When the music don' t feel the same | |
Need to let the world feel your pain | |
And they love to hear it | |
Constructing lyrics to touch the spirit | |
So fresh it inspire the hopeless | |
Better myself and retire the dopest | |
Or at least well respected | |
I' m free to be me and I sell my message | |
But people are rarely rich | |
So for little or nothing I share my gift | |
While you vibe to it stare and drift | |
In to space take your mind on a daring trip | |
To a place music nowadays never ventures | |
Embrace the experience let me enter | |
The next adventure remains a mystery | |
Then I paint a picture to stain your memory | |
And secure my place in history | |
In your heart I stay, come visit me. | |
HE who' s in love with the ART | |
Should know its always best to come from the HEART | |
When the music don' t feel the same | |
Need to let the world feel your pain | |
HEArt, We be Heart | |
And Soul, Proud and Bold | |
HEArt, We be Heart | |
And Soul, Proud and Bold | |
I was told not to hold back | |
And wrote raps fo' cats to use for healing | |
And say things that you ain' t use to hearing | |
Don' t believe everything the news revealing | |
So I grab mics and use speakers | |
To expose gems for the truth seekers | |
Cause they just might be the future leaders | |
Erasing all doubt making true believers | |
Of you and me huh all is possible | |
Self pride can make y' all unstoppable | |
And help you push through your obstacles | |
Peace is a must but war is optional |