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Pain Video (MV)




Performed By: Stone Cold Jzzle
Language: English
Length: 1:56
Written by: Brian Jr. Gilmore




Stone Cold Jzzle - Pain Lyrics




I was mixing the music with pain
Why I'm **** on all of these ****
Why these **** know all of my names

Why these **** want hate on the gang
Why these **** want hate on the gang
How come all of these **** be lame
How come all of these **** be lame

How come we always come up on a drink
How the **** we make multiple stops at the bank
Why the **** we in Houston treating it like LA?
How the **** I got diamonds all up in my chain?

Why my crib in somebody else name?
Why my CPN blank but they still say okay?
How the **** I done got that beat straight from Cobain?

Pouring that drank on the regular
Promethazine with my brudda nem
I call my shot like I'm Curry nem
I got stripes on my arm like a letterman

Only want green like a vegetable
Unless you want beef I'm a cannibal
Evacuation hopping in a boat
Evacuate if you don't want no smoke

Smoke too much feel like I overdose yeah
Drinking that lean make me sleepy like comatose
I had to break up with Dri had to let her go
After I broke up with Dri she was **** bro

I had to run it up, I was uncomfortable
Eating **** like lunchables I feel untouchable
If a **** touch me then my **** gone punish you
I promise there's nothing else my shooter would really rather do

Straight on these **** I'm cool
Me and my dog lost the roof
Y'all getting money, us too
Check your email mine approved

Body count, body count, body count
I was just getting my bodies up like it's a bounty hunt

Stacking that money to big amounts
I'm out of state with my glizzy out,

Stone cold jizzle bring **** out
**** be ratting.. Mickey Mouse
Feel like I'm home when I'm in her mouth

How I beat a case, caught another one?
I flipped a P, copped another one
That's not a AP that's the other one

Get the mission complete put my brother on
Yeah we blowing **** up like a Taliban

I was mixing the music with pain
How I'm **** on all of these ****
How these **** know all of my names

Why these **** want hate on the gang
Why these **** want hate on the gang
How come all of these **** be?
How come all of these **** be lame?
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I was mixing the music with pain
Why I'm **** on all of these ****
Why these **** know all of my names

Why these **** want hate on the gang
Why these **** want hate on the gang
How come all of these **** be lame
How come all of these **** be lame

How come we always come up on a drink
How the **** we make multiple stops at the bank
Why the **** we in Houston treating it like LA?
How the **** I got diamonds all up in my chain?

Why my crib in somebody else name?
Why my CPN blank but they still say okay?
How the **** I done got that beat straight from Cobain?

Pouring that drank on the regular
Promethazine with my brudda nem
I call my shot like I'm Curry nem
I got stripes on my arm like a letterman

Only want green like a vegetable
Unless you want beef I'm a cannibal
Evacuation hopping in a boat
Evacuate if you don't want no smoke

Smoke too much feel like I overdose yeah
Drinking that lean make me sleepy like comatose
I had to break up with Dri had to let her go
After I broke up with Dri she was **** bro

I had to run it up, I was uncomfortable
Eating **** like lunchables I feel untouchable
If a **** touch me then my **** gone punish you
I promise there's nothing else my shooter would really rather do

Straight on these **** I'm cool
Me and my dog lost the roof
Y'all getting money, us too
Check your email mine approved

Body count, body count, body count
I was just getting my bodies up like it's a bounty hunt

Stacking that money to big amounts
I'm out of state with my glizzy out,

Stone cold jizzle bring **** out
**** be ratting.. Mickey Mouse
Feel like I'm home when I'm in her mouth

How I beat a case, caught another one?
I flipped a P, copped another one
That's not a AP that's the other one

Get the mission complete put my brother on
Yeah we blowing **** up like a Taliban

I was mixing the music with pain
How I'm **** on all of these ****
How these **** know all of my names

Why these **** want hate on the gang
Why these **** want hate on the gang
How come all of these **** be?
How come all of these **** be lame?
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Writer: Brian Jr. Gilmore
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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