Listen Lyrics - Singles - Postman

Listen to the voice of your heart 

Listen to the voice of your heart 

Dont tell me what to do with my life 

Leave me alone, look 

Man I dont know road trips or flights 

And its mine alone to live it whether wrong or right 

I might turn out to be the exceptional or stereotype 

At a very young age had to learn to choose sides 

Is it the devil or Gado I used my soprano 

Now Ive grown into a baritone known role model 

Leaving chills on your back like wind out of Chicago 

Yeah, I want facts Im a 7-5 model year 

No trouble heads wobble like rocking chairs 

I spit so hard I get chopped lips from the heart 

Aint no tactics on occasion bless mics like a Baptist 

True player really did he? 

Leave his lyrics on the web so you could practice 

I let u analyse my mind until your head split 

Lost inside the maze young players wanna exit 

Listen to the voice of your heart 

Dont let them tell you what you should or should not do 

Listen to the voice of your heart 

Dont let them tell you what you should or should not do 

In my mind I had the biggest of fights battles with heart 

I safeguard the passion that battery stays charged 

The mind keeps spinning as fast as a race car 

But my trademarks that gut from cradle to graveyard 

Its that principle that pinnacle that typical R 

What I feel I cant describe metaphysical part 

When I was young I had a difficult start 

Still cynical in no way political its all original art 

See talent never been on debate 

Always been the same person not the act they see sing on stage 

Mentally never more ready than now 

Now mention me I got the purest of intention matching that of a child 

If the ground moves from under my feet I seek balancing 

Seek true meaning I feel that Im managing 

Born and raised champions ghettos the ambiance 

Keep challenging life advice I keep channelling 

From where I get adrenalin