Test Yo Heart
(Chorus:)
Where I'm from*
You can't just look the part
Get the clothes and the car
And act hard, they'll test yo heart
You can't just look the part
Get the clothes and the car
And act hard, they'll test yo heart
You a real life goon
Living off people slipping
An album fulla choppers
Lyrics fulla ammunition
You a dope boy
Pushing out the competition
You a young boy
Wishing for my position
I'm a white boy
You gotta love it or leave it
It's like I walk it and talk it
The way I eat it and breathe it
It's like I sleep it and shit it
They tell me quit it but now
I'm me and that's the difference
Between me and y'all
I ain't come to play no games
I ain't gotta say no names
I ain't gotta point no fingers
I ain't no R & B singer
Hey they get down quicker
And faster than these boys do
It don't match up with your swagger
Cause it just ain't you
(Chorus:)
Where I'm from
You can't just look the part
Get the clothes and the car
And act hard, they'll test yo heart
You can't just look the part
Get the clothes and the car
And act hard, they'll test yo heart
Miced up driving in drop coop
You a monster, can't nobody stop you
A nightmare, I'm knowing that it's not you
I heard your story, I'm knowing that it's not true
Yet you got a thousand of em
Guns on every album cover
Try to teach you how to hustle
When they never had to hustle
Bitch I had a powder hustle
I done had a rock hustle
I know the difference between
A beeper and a block hustle
Difference tween a (whistle)
And a hooooo woooop
Listen I'm giving you life saving information
That boy trying to front
But he's so faking
He don't wanna come face to face
With T, Ko, Dre, or
Any of these young boys
In the medicine choppers
That'll have you hooked to machines
With them nurses and doctors
And this prolly cause these youngsters
Don't got the love that the old heads had
Cause the old heads did
Haha
(Chorus:)
Where I'm from
You can't just look the part
Get the clothes and the car
And act hard, they'll test yo heart
You can't just look the part
Get the clothes and the car
And act hard, they'll test yo heart
They pulling rappers outta cars
Throwing rappers outta bars
That's what you get for not
Being who they think you are
The punishment of being suspect
In every barber shop you the main subject
Rappers ain't living up to the expectations
They act as though they were not prepared for devastation
See the neutral-allity in a lot of them
Don't wanna pick sides so they cool with both of them
Shiiiiiiit, Ole neutral ass boy
Be gone negotiating
Get up out my fridgerator
Get up off my playstation
You can't hold a strap
And you can't hold a stick
Now get up and get on
And get away from me trick
I'm like 50, you with me or
You're riding against me
I run my mouth a lot
And got some people out to get me
Well come on let's take a ride
If you ain't afraid to die, through the south side
Counting money getting high
(Chorus:)
Where I'm from
You can't just look the part
Get the clothes and the car
And act hard, they'll test yo heart
You can't just look the part
Get the clothes and the car
And act hard, they'll test yo heart