House of Pain — Heart Full of Sorrow

[Verse 1: Sadat X] If I was to sit down and actually write out a list Of the MC's that missed it would be the constitution They play their caps backwards, still saying wack words No power to Durhust, just a few yes-men Raising the question of who gave you a contract? They should be fired, you're officially retired [Verse 2: Everlast] I see you make a little cash and start showing your ass You get laced up with jewels, your crews acting like fools Playing hard rock surrounded by bodyguards Hoping no one pulls your card, you got me laughing pretty hard Thinking you the white-hot man of the hour But you just can't figure how your flavor went sour Back in '89 PE fought the power And in' 86 Big Daddy Kane was raw! [Verse 3: Sadat X] And I was right there on the first floor of the Palladium You never played a venue, local college or a stadium A young boy's pen and pad fad is now a grown man's profession To earn this is a blessing, these skills have me guessing Learn cause I'm testing, follow this down no question [Verse 4: Everlast] No doubt, check it out You be either rhyming in code or on some gangster node You all clockwork apocalypse you about to implode Collapsing on yourself cause your whole foundation is Built on lies, don't apologize Cause once they watch you rise they wanna watch you fall And they'll all take a piece just like the Berlin wall And place it on their mantle like a souvenir And what they call a knick-knack is really your career [Chorus] You ain't promise nothing but a pocket full of stress Still there be people that would die for less You ain't promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow If they don't like the demo make a new one tomorrow You ain't promise nothing but a pocket full of stress Still there be people that would die for less You ain't promise nothing but a heart full of sorrow If they don't like the demo make a new one tomorrow [Verse 5: Sadat X] When it's time to rise I'll open the archives When you be in dreams you got 8's and 5's Chrome down with the leather package You got a home of your own You're holding acres (I got it made) Season tickets to the Knickers and the Lakers Playing both coasts closed and European festivals Crowd scream decibels Crowd scream decibels in your ear You wanna make rapping your career? [Verse 6: Everlast] From Arkansas to Minnesota I sell out the quota I be the wet dream making cream for promoters We keep the shit right we don't be starting no fights And he won't hold out my dough cause I'mma put out his lights And once the crew hits the stage the crowd gets involved We show love, they show it back, all problems solved You can boom-shalak and jump to the sounds I pump But I ain't quitting till I'm shitting on Donald Trump! Verse 7: Divine Styler So take heed to the verses and styles and versions When you socialize with other MC's And boast your rhymes to company enemies And in any cases that feel is what you want Flam and flow with your crew and then select ya floss You want to make money money and take every honey Rap charges ain't funny but it boost your career Your penile style is now hanging from a tier Now you wanna know fear to impress your peers Now your ass outta here, the rap game goes on.. [Chorus]