Two Hearts (Jacques Greene Remix) - Zola Blood

Uh huh, uh huh Yeah Better not try and hate (Nah) Better not violate (No) I shine in the dark Cut your lights off, ice storm like '98 (Icy) I am the catalyst (Yeah) Peep game like analyst Don't send a sub at me I might go sink your battleship Life during wartime They just want more likes No time for games so I don't play Fortnite No 2K but I'll cook your ass in real life (Lace 'em up) Shoot from the elbow (Mid-range) Feel like I won't miss (Heat check) Might just shoot from the hip When you see me, don't trip One thou like kilo Mastered my sound, Pino Palladino Shut your block down right now like Nino Say what I feel, keep it real like Lido Montreal rave, got me feeling like Gino Fam getting paid, got me feeling like Tito (Jackson!) Hit the target like Riko Cut that shit off, veto Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna (Skrrt) Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Ride around town like my name's Senna Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Pour the champagne like my name's Senna When I'm on stage, yeah, the place get fill up Tryna win the race like my last name Senna Hydroplane when I slide on the rhythm Flow like a chicane, might crash up your Civic MC, DJ, put a dash in the middle Road for a week, might pack up the rental Then smash instrumental You don't wanna clash, got hash in your system That's mad detrimental See you stammer and giggle Went backstage, got a van and a limo At hotel, better have presidential I can pull strings like my hand's on a fiddle Might spray flames, put ash in the embers Got great aim, no blasting a pistol Might bring an Alberta flag on Kimmel Don't bring your dogs, take 'em back to the kennel You don't want nothing wit us Green jacket on like my last name Bickle Treat a rhyme scheme like I mastered a riddle End your whole scene, say "Cut!" when I'm finished End your whole team, put a stop to your scrimmage Cutting room floor, might alter your image Kill the spotlight, put a halt to the gimmicks How'd he get on? Your fault or the critics? Hit the asphalt, dash off, I'm a menace I'm not afraid to be who I am. You know, I always tell people, "Be yourself," that's the number one shit I tell people. I don't follow anybody else, I never did. Idiosyncratic and iconoclastic, I am me, motherfucker, be you! Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Ride around town like my name's Senna Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna, Senna Pour the champagne like my name's Senna

Took a lonely feeling just to let them in, and sink like the sun goes down Never close to heaven Feel my feet were burning from the cigarette on the ground There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands Yeah, there's blood It's getting hard to listen when the clock is ticking Counting down the days gone by Praying for an answer to another question that will leave you dry You won't understand, with your head in the sand No, you won't But I'll curse the ground where you kneel Till I grow my hair to my heels Spike your water, your wine While you waste my precious time Every time I drink, and try to stop my thinking About the things I said and done Stop the world from turning faster Then I'm learning not to just hide, and run You won't understand, with your head in the sand No, you won't, yeah Love came, and went faster than a penny's bend in this hot machine Nowhere near the devil just somewhere in between you, and me Sworn to secrecy And I'll curse the ground where you kneel Till I grow my hair to my heels Spike your water, your wine There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands There's blood on my hands, there's blood on my hands Yeah, there's blood There's blood on my hands, yeah, there's blood Took a lonely feeling just to let them in, and sink like the sun goes down Never close to heaven, feel my feet were burning from the cigarette on the ground

I bite the hand 'cause this hands feeds off me Devoid of emotion, it lives to cheat Ignorance is bliss, and respect I gave you Friend you did claim this Too bad you can't speak the truth Give respect 'Cause the rule is blood for blood Beatings are what you'll inherit this time Fist Bait, your new name Your pain is my shrine Pulverize and break Determination Pleasure I negate Your pain brings me salvation Give respect 'Cause the rule is blood for blood I was born of tension Anger came from frustration I can't back down from aggression Some hard knocks taught me this lesson Give respect 'Cause the rule is blood for blood Give respect 'Cause the rule is blood for blood.