elvy the god - bring the pain (remix) lyrics
[verse]
now listen everybody check it out
you better bring the stretcher out cuz ima sn-tch your soul out the beat and bring the devil out
i’m dressed in all black, black hoodie with skull cap the mask
tell jojo grab the mac we riding ’round in a old school cadillac
gripping poles, ain’t sh-t fun to me no more except for pulling rolls
ima let the truth be told it’s gon’ get exposed
the chiraq murders see that’ll never get old
these n-gg-s claiming that they really hot, but i know they really not
my trigger finger itching it feel like it got the chicken pox
spot the opps, drop the opps put the meech in a different box
them double g’s salute me i’ll hit you up like they hit up pac
i don’t think they notice i’m taking the game over
if you don’t think we watching you clowning just like the joker
i see you riding foreign send shots at your range rover
free lil’ will if i’m rolling he riding with me
we was always searching, tryna put n-gg-s six feet
the main n-gg-s who dissing, them the n-gg-s with quick feet
i’m always reminiscing, wishing that all my n-gg-s free
but, that’s just the way it go
we told each other we can’t go no where without a pistol
i’m shooting for the stars gotta travel around the globe
see the gun flash right in your face it’ll turn you cold
then dump his body deep and maybe n-body will know
you ever catch a opp in traffic, and let that p-ssy have it
hanging out the roof with a thirty this a b-tch a automatic
when it blast, your car window gl-ss blast
yeah k!lla, sh-lls h-t your n-gg-s just that fast
they know if you my enemy then its your -ss
come from a city full of rage and revenge
poverty everywhere everybody living in sin
hookers out here sucking d-ck just for a fin
i speak ’bout my whip, my pen not a pencil
when we catch opps nah, we cannot be gentle
sneak in your cut and line you up like a stencil
all my brothers savages we all mental
they tell me that the sh-t i be saying is bone chilling
i be out here with them goonies we wildin’ just like the gremlins
if i see him on live i send my goonies to get him like a dog playing fetch
leave you looking like a sick dog dead at the vet
swisher sweets what i’m blowing got me high like a jet
i’m going crazy like i broke out of a inst-tute
nah i am not your average individual
i’m the residual all you other n-gg-s is pitiful
i’m in the kitchen with the fork
whipping up chemicals i heard them n-gg-s wanted war for days
i ain’t afraid i pull up on you with grenades
and have a parade the same day you get slayed
i go super saiyan you know i had to bring the pain
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