Texty:
Push Play Heart Attack

you, I won't call you Heart attack, heart attack I'm never gonna break Heart attack, heart attack I'm never gonna break My nightmare just came true And now heart attacks

, 2 1, 2, 1, 2 Break your motha fuckin' back 1, 2, 1, 2 Ah yo, yo My lyric is 8 ball, batter up play ball Fuck ya'll analog, niggas, we be digital Subliminal comin', from the five star general Attack

bus down Heart Attack and Vine With a fistful of dreams and dimes So far out I didn't know that I was in Had a taste for a life of slime When push came

Hear the drummer get wicked The crew to you to push the back to black Attack so I sat and japped Then slapped the mac Now I'm ready to mic it Hear

down Keep your eyes open Love potion number nine poetry in motion Knowledge me the seventh sign Scopin', connivin', infiltrate is most of mine Play 'em nonchalantly, calmly expose the nine Push

'm ballin' man Cases of Crystal, I'm ballin' man Shoes of crocodile, I'm ballin' man House on the lake, I'm ballin' man Tight 2 Def straight pushing

posters Slap the first nigga that plays me the closest Still drunk, still grabbing cloches Dark and sneaky like the rats and the roaches Careful in the way you cats approach us 'Cause playa

bypass heart attack too Distract you with these colorful tattoos to cover up the fact that we feel like bad news [Chorus] We love the things that hate us Push

heart attack You tried to mess with Game and 50 But neither one of them called you back Ask J.R., my car was pushed To the limit on Cool & Dre Plus