Where My Heart’s At Songtext
von Wax Tailor feat. The Others
Where My Heart’s At Songtext
No matter the year (Listening to hip-hop)
No matter the place (Listening to hip-hop)
No matter the time (Listening to hip-hop)
(This is dedicated to the hip-hop dreamers!)
No matter the year
No matter the place
No matter the time
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That′s where my heart's at!)
Folk rock? Shit, the beats, the rhymes is it
Johnny, how we gonna start this topic off?
Start it with the hip-hop
From the beginning, when it was real
When it had substance
With your heart you could feel it
Be ill with shit
Fuck shakin′ asses
[?] riding with Everlast
Or Eveready
From day one, I rock steady like a backspin
Pumping tracks for satisfaction
Last-gaspin' there
Ya'll done fell asleep
I remember people pumpin′ up [?] in their Jeeps
Headphones on the school bus, every day
Screaming "FUCK THA POLICE!" by N.W.A.
E.S.T., M.A.T., hold the mic like he
Extra B may source bringing atoms indeed
Apocalypse ′91 -- Public Enemy
Before I shut 'em down, Chuck D, what′s the remedy?
No matter the year
No matter the place
No matter the time
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That's where my heart′s at!)
Somebody call the paramedics!
Cause hip-hop's been shot
By an MC spittin′ nursery-rhyme alphabetics!
Somebody call the 'ambalamps'!
They got shot up in the dance
Man, I wish I was in France
Axiomatic advance (?)
Take a glance at the curb
The situation at hand
The drunk list dominatin′
Like a flag in your homeland
For man, he givin′ you his own nightmare
Of gun claps in the air
That swear to tell you where
Oh, however
The point is we deliver
We get up in your skin like a sliver
And give ya the real shit
Doesn't change
Most kids nowadays say the same thing
Like I′m hatin', man
They look at me strange
Like an endangered animal
Eatin′ MCs like a cannibal
They screamin' but I′m not understandin' 'em
Demanding ′em I′m not
This is for the rarest here
What we've studied for [?]
No matter (matter matter matter)
No matter the year
No matter the place
No matter the time
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That′s where my heart's at!)
It′s all live!
The Others come to kick it to you
And you, and you (you), and you (you) you (you)...
Original Wax Tailor come to suit it on you
And you, and you (you) you (you)...
Show it off to your friends from the abstract cats
So where's your heart at?
We bring a hard hat when I′m constructing all these raw raps
They label me 'all that and then some'
Spittin′ out with my pen from
Then rebegin the process when I′m done
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
The Big O, Wax Tailor, in your memory
Overseas we connectin', makin′ history
Advocation as we masterin' from different nations
The H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
The Big O, Wax Tailor, in your memory
Overseas we connectin′, makin' history
Advocation as we masterin′ from different nations
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
H-I...
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That's where my heart's at!)
No matter the year
No matter the place
No matter the time
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That′s where my heart′s at!)
He had no idea about tone production.
He would just saw back and forth, just scratch the instrument
To such a point that it drived everyone that listened to it
Absolutely insane.
He had no conception of the instrument!
Yeah! Now that I waxed the crowd, I'm feeling proud and loud
Knock ′em off with the- with the beeswax
Tailor, you can't!
A- a- a-ahh, yes he can!
A-and if you′ve just joined us
It's- it′s essential that- that you learn the art
Good- good flavor?
It's only in the development stage at the moment!
No matter the place (Listening to hip-hop)
No matter the time (Listening to hip-hop)
(This is dedicated to the hip-hop dreamers!)
No matter the year
No matter the place
No matter the time
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That′s where my heart's at!)
Folk rock? Shit, the beats, the rhymes is it
Johnny, how we gonna start this topic off?
Start it with the hip-hop
From the beginning, when it was real
When it had substance
With your heart you could feel it
Be ill with shit
Fuck shakin′ asses
[?] riding with Everlast
Or Eveready
From day one, I rock steady like a backspin
Pumping tracks for satisfaction
Last-gaspin' there
Ya'll done fell asleep
I remember people pumpin′ up [?] in their Jeeps
Headphones on the school bus, every day
Screaming "FUCK THA POLICE!" by N.W.A.
E.S.T., M.A.T., hold the mic like he
Extra B may source bringing atoms indeed
Apocalypse ′91 -- Public Enemy
Before I shut 'em down, Chuck D, what′s the remedy?
No matter the year
No matter the place
No matter the time
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That's where my heart′s at!)
Somebody call the paramedics!
Cause hip-hop's been shot
By an MC spittin′ nursery-rhyme alphabetics!
Somebody call the 'ambalamps'!
They got shot up in the dance
Man, I wish I was in France
Axiomatic advance (?)
Take a glance at the curb
The situation at hand
The drunk list dominatin′
Like a flag in your homeland
For man, he givin′ you his own nightmare
Of gun claps in the air
That swear to tell you where
Oh, however
The point is we deliver
We get up in your skin like a sliver
And give ya the real shit
Doesn't change
Most kids nowadays say the same thing
Like I′m hatin', man
They look at me strange
Like an endangered animal
Eatin′ MCs like a cannibal
They screamin' but I′m not understandin' 'em
Demanding ′em I′m not
This is for the rarest here
What we've studied for [?]
No matter (matter matter matter)
No matter the year
No matter the place
No matter the time
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That′s where my heart's at!)
It′s all live!
The Others come to kick it to you
And you, and you (you), and you (you) you (you)...
Original Wax Tailor come to suit it on you
And you, and you (you) you (you)...
Show it off to your friends from the abstract cats
So where's your heart at?
We bring a hard hat when I′m constructing all these raw raps
They label me 'all that and then some'
Spittin′ out with my pen from
Then rebegin the process when I′m done
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
The Big O, Wax Tailor, in your memory
Overseas we connectin', makin′ history
Advocation as we masterin' from different nations
The H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
The Big O, Wax Tailor, in your memory
Overseas we connectin′, makin' history
Advocation as we masterin′ from different nations
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
H-I, the P, the H, the O-P
H-I...
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That's where my heart's at!)
No matter the year
No matter the place
No matter the time
No matter the year (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the place (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
No matter the time (Hip-hop and rap, yeah)
(That- That- That- That′s where my heart′s at!)
He had no idea about tone production.
He would just saw back and forth, just scratch the instrument
To such a point that it drived everyone that listened to it
Absolutely insane.
He had no conception of the instrument!
Yeah! Now that I waxed the crowd, I'm feeling proud and loud
Knock ′em off with the- with the beeswax
Tailor, you can't!
A- a- a-ahh, yes he can!
A-and if you′ve just joined us
It's- it′s essential that- that you learn the art
Good- good flavor?
It's only in the development stage at the moment!
Writer(s): Jean-christophe Michael Le Saout, John Mc Kiever, Daryl Lamont Parks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
