(feat. Royce da 5'9")



[Verse 1:]

My hearts a mic that pumps my life

And streams these sheets to complete these beats

From vague dreams to crowd scream to scenes from deep sleep

I breathe frequencies that you hear frequently

It seems I bleed what you can read the truth could free everything we used to be

What we used to see these words spit usefully

But that's what it used to be

It's sad to see that it's only history

Hopefully that's not the eulogy

It's time greet a new breed of heat

Who proofread the sheet not use green and read

But I'm never gonna stop til I'm dead nah

And you thought I wouldn't drop but it's here ha

If you reachin for my pocket homie back off

I've been leepin off my rocker since my birth

I grabbed the mic with the precision to break through

My amunitions got the ignition to make you

Fuck a filla I'm a renegade to write

If hip-hops blind then my words are sight



[Chorus:]

It ain't enough if you feel what I see

Cop a deal from my speak straight bills through my teeth

Can you feel what I breathe are you fearin my sheets

Don't pretend just hear what I bleed

Just hear what I bleed hear-hear what I bleed

Just hear just hear what I bleed



[Verse 2: Royce da 5'9"]

My flows my soul it's heard from coast to coast

The crews the code as true the coast n north

Games on lock my heart and my ears the key

So see what I say and from here on hear what I bleed

Please believe I'm lethal my intuition should be paid to me in tuition I'll teach you

Weak people that want to see me through

Just done and over with I took the gun and loaded it

N pulled the top back like a convertable

Then let it snap back like a fuckin turtle do

I will murder you deader than a door knob

Body in the bath tub head on the floor by it

Alot of niggas from detroit seem ashamed of it

I'll murder cap a nigga ass in the name of it

N what I'm brining to the scene all the fiends lovin

Rock city motherfucker I'm the king of it



[Chorus]



[Bridge:]

"Hear What I Bleed"



[Verse 3:]

My veins are the staves containing these notes

That I'm bleeding streaming the path of a sequence

With reason even the past shows music in england

Screams from the people who's singing

Gather around while I'm speakin

Feelin the splash of the tones that I'm leakin

Drippin my thoughts to notes that your hearin

Seein the gash that I've grown thru ya speakers



[Chorus x2]