[Chorus: Whispers]
Niggas better learn though
Got the fire, and it burns slow
A nigga best believe, hit you where it hurts most
Put your body in the Earth though
[?]
I said black bullets, black hoods, bandanas
Black hearts, get popped, black hammers
I said black bullets, black hoods, bandanas
Black hearts, get popped, black hammers
[Verse 1: Chris Rivers]
A lotta shit talkers are swift walkers
That's when I kick your bitch lips, nigga, now lisp awkward
I get my sister body you, train her everyday
And I know it's not an obstacle, won't chip a nail or follicle
Would've dropped a bead of sweat, pushing up some daisies
Got you looking like a chia pet, chilling in Adidas sweat
Say you make it bright, you make it rain, don't get your PETA wet
Imma catch you slippin, I don't mean it like your feet is wet
You will never see a set, dolo and I'm blacked out
Probably have to ask my dad back and grab the mac out
I'm the type to fight and make 'em suffer for life
Emasculate and make 'em fight tears while fucking his wife
[Chorus: Whispers]
Niggas better learn though
Got the fire, and it burns slow
A nigga best believe, hit you where it hurts most
Put your body in the Earth though
[?]
I said black bullits, black hoods, bandanas
Black hearts, get popped, black hammers
I said black bullits, black hoods, bandanas
Black hearts, get popped, black hammers
[Verse 2: Chris Rivers]
Got haymakers that'll question your life
I sent the nigga back to college after tasting my right
Ain't even lying, saw him a few years down the line
Flashed his degree, told me put that shit in the rhyme
I said I got you. God sent with no apostles
I ain't a killer, but I show you what the Glock do
If I got to, I get hostile like hostels
Colossal rhymes [?] the gospel
From the gutter where the cops don't show
And Granny gotta watch her back and the tops don't grow
My niggas move weight, just to get a shot to go
And then you hear shots, don't see him on the block no more
[Chorus: Whispers]
Niggas better learn though
Got the fire, and it burns slow
A nigga best believe, hit you where it hurts most
Put your body in the Earth though
[?]
I said black bullits, black hoods, bandanas
Black hearts, get popped, black hammers
I said black bullits, black hoods, bandanas
Black hearts, get popped, black hammers
[Verse 3: Styles P]
I just wanna chill
Light weed and make deals
Black hearted and cold hearted, down to get ill
When you was in church, I was moving crills
Clomsey with the rap nigga, every verse spill
Now this part 3 of Kill Bill
No [?] just Rivers and the Ghost
[?]
Cut his liver and his throat, but I'd rather give him smoke
But I didn't
He act like a bitch, have him missing
[?] have him flipping
Wear your ice round me, nigga you slippin
Head get cracked like dice, nigga you trippin
[Chorus: Whispers]
Niggas better learn though
Got the fire, and it burns slow
A nigga best believe, hit you where it hurts most
Put your body in the Earth though
[?]
I said black bullits, black hoods, bandanas
Black hearts, get popped, black hammers
I said black bullits, black hoods, bandanas
Black hearts, get popped, black hammers
Black Hearts was written by Chris Rivers & Whispers (MC, BX, NY) & Styles P.
Chris Rivers released Black Hearts on Tue May 24 2016.