Pain

DEREK MARTIN

Bang em with the kane
Im raps rafiki I grew up rough
They held me up I had some lions king me.
No the fuck he didnt what you need
Just a second i wasn't finished (get em)
This that murder rythm
I got a lot of flow
That boy there full of flavor
Popsicole
My brother died
Pain be running to deep
Sometimes at night
I feel him watch me sleep
Giving niggas the creeps
Straglizing this beat
With a plastic bag I wont let it breath
I gotta rap from all this pain i keep
Lyrics immaculante
I love this music sheet
Devil at the door stop knocking please
That nigga keep trippin he gone have to
Pay to lease (get em)

(owwee) Head banger this shit might make me famous
And when its all said and done I cant remain nameless
You got that bread on you
But they dont know what change is
Know you made it when yo nigga out here
Fucking hating
A ledgend on these streets
On rappers I gotta feed
Like i got lycan teeth
Blood will only heighten me
They can not lie to me
She told me pull her hair
She got a litlle scared
I done yocked her ass like a chocker lease (sheesh)
From the ville of pain
Thats painesville city
Protools I gotta keep some steelers with me
These women with me
I got that cream here kitty kitty
I drop goons and aftwards they tryna get me.

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