Texty:
Another Level From That Heart

for you You can trust this love Honest that's the honest truth Chorus: From the heart I'm giving you everything, everything From the heart I promise you that

know what, I got to thank Yeezy And when I see that nigga I'ma thank him I'ma buy the album, I'ma download that motherfucker I'ma shoot a bootlegger, that

'mma start rocking gold teeth and fangs 'Cause that's what a motherfuckin' monster do He a dresser from Milan that's the monster do Monster Giuseppie heel, that

we came to celebrate, oh That means that you can find me right here on the dance floor Give me some bass & treble, I'm on another level We came to party

ya loose Stop bringin' that pistol and fetch ya Shoot it and catch ya, shit, pap Stay packin' that gat in yo lap away So if ya can't roll strapped Now how about that

a level Ain't that ill? That I could just stand and watch a bloodspill From a known rapper, but now the rapper's no frill Just because I made a record I'm a star, that

' rhymes Turntables and beats are lethal weapons And the essence, you know we got a lot like constock The Native Tongues are here with that brew for your heart We're makin' ample usage of the times that

For the niggaz with the bumps Bump, c'mon, ba-bump Comin through the alley with a trunk full of funk Nigga who is you? Who me? Oh, I be that nigga from

s just another bombtrack ughh Hey you, it's just another bombtrack yeah It goes a-one, two three and It's just another bombtrack And suckas be thinkin' that