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"Hearts of Fire" is track #1 on the album Guerilla City. It was written by Broady, Carlos/williamson, Charles/marley, Bob.
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There's no reason I'm as evil as I could be
I pray to Jesus, "Please keep my mind at peace"
I just wanna stay humble and patient
That's when stupid niggaz come at you with gay shit
He look like Big, he sound like Big
Yo, I'm B L A C K, nigga, you dig
I guess it all started when Keesh left this earth, dog
And the doc gave me my worst call

And told me that my boo goin' through convulsions
Imagine my mind, state and emotions
Hell, my mom's goin' though it with my step pops
He got cancer in his lungs and his chest's rottin'
All I wanted to do was be a winner
All I ever ate was hot dogs and chips for dinner
I sacrificed so much for my career
That's why my eyes shed blood for tears

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

I been in the industry for a year now
All my life I wished for this, I'm here now
I didn't know it was so much politicin'
I feel like a motherfuckin' politician
Just yesterday I was out there hustlin'
Did a three song demo, now they want me in
Nines and four fives an' pots and drawers
Got Virgin callin' me with P Farmer

Give shouts out to my niggas down and rich
They was with me ever since I was on the bench
When I had no shoes, had no clothes
Had no food, had no dough, had no hoes
Shit was real thirsty back in them times
Like Martin Lawrence a 'Real Thin Line'
I ran across a few real niggas, a lotta hatin' niggas
A lot of fake niggas were those

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

If I see you 'round the way and you catch me in the hood
Show me love, nigga, show me love little
If I see you rollin' a spliff and you separate the seeds
From the buds, let me get a puff, yeah
If you see me pissed off with the hammer in my hand
Loadin' slugs, nigga, I'm a thug, yeah
If you see me with a bitch that you never seen before
I'm a fuck or nigga I done fucked ya

I remember when I was just a little boy
Watchin' moms play that organ with that big voice
It touched me in a certain type of way
Like the balm, smooth sounds of Marvin Gaye
I didn't know Comptone was like that
Until I got out there and had to fight back
Walkin' back and forth up to Whaley
Them Luders Park niggas tried to beat me daily

I guess that shit made me tougher
That's why I love every last one of my brothers
Hide always, they're with me in the struggle
Whether I'm glad or sad, I'ma always love 'em
The game is so fuckin' treacherous
A buncha bullshit niggas, fuck y'all rhetoric

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

In my heart, it burns this fire
And I don't fear none of y'all

Songwriters
BROADY, CARLOS/WILLIAMSON, CHARLES/MARLEY, BOB

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