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POCKET FULL OF PAIN Video (MV)




Performed By: W.K B.00.DA
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Imani Paul
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W.K B.00.DA - POCKET FULL OF PAIN Lyrics
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I need my pockets breaking scales
I need all my partners to prevail
I need my green like kale
Hope they feel my words like braille
My ideas be evolving, I ain't goin stale
Learn and try again , every time that I fail
Deliver my best on these beats
Like I'm working for the mail
Solid soldier to the coffin
Can't be moving 'round frail
Give my all 'til I'm six feet under
Younger days I was robbing
I ain't talk boy wonder
High school days used to love being a drummer
But in my sorrows I was flooded
Ain't nobody call a plumber
Now everyday I brain storm to get millions
The way my rhymes form is a hint of my brilliance
Do my best to perform through any conditions
I need my pockets breaking scales
I need all my partners to prevail
I need my green like kale
Hope they feel my words like braille
My ideas be evolving, I ain't goin stale
Learn and try again , every time that I fail
Deliver my best on these beats
Like I'm working for the mail
Solid soldier to the coffin
Can't be moving 'round frail
I gotta pocket, gotta pocket full of pain
I had to walk alone through the rain
They just want ya gains
Tired of the games
Remember all the days
When I had zero dollars to my name
Now I'm balling like I'm number zero, Dame
Could have all the money in the world
But will this hurt still feel the same
I gotta pocket full of pain
I gotta , I gotta pocket full of pain
I gotta pocket full of pain
Sometimes it be hard to maintain
I gotta pocket full of pain
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English

I need my pockets breaking scales
I need all my partners to prevail
I need my green like kale
Hope they feel my words like braille
My ideas be evolving, I ain't goin stale
Learn and try again , every time that I fail
Deliver my best on these beats
Like I'm working for the mail
Solid soldier to the coffin
Can't be moving 'round frail
Give my all 'til I'm six feet under
Younger days I was robbing
I ain't talk boy wonder
High school days used to love being a drummer
But in my sorrows I was flooded
Ain't nobody call a plumber
Now everyday I brain storm to get millions
The way my rhymes form is a hint of my brilliance
Do my best to perform through any conditions
I need my pockets breaking scales
I need all my partners to prevail
I need my green like kale
Hope they feel my words like braille
My ideas be evolving, I ain't goin stale
Learn and try again , every time that I fail
Deliver my best on these beats
Like I'm working for the mail
Solid soldier to the coffin
Can't be moving 'round frail
I gotta pocket, gotta pocket full of pain
I had to walk alone through the rain
They just want ya gains
Tired of the games
Remember all the days
When I had zero dollars to my name
Now I'm balling like I'm number zero, Dame
Could have all the money in the world
But will this hurt still feel the same
I gotta pocket full of pain
I gotta , I gotta pocket full of pain
I gotta pocket full of pain
Sometimes it be hard to maintain
I gotta pocket full of pain
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Writer: Imani Paul
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