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loc saint - state of pain lyrics

welcome to my state of baby drenched in pain
feel the rhythm a da heartbeat pump to the trickle of the endless rains
respect over eyes that bear witness to this again
for the wash where im broadcasting this life and barely sane
state of pain

you can find me way far up north in the cold / in a state of pain that we call the wash as the rainfall drops to your soul / to the weather that we livin and wreak att-tude from the raindrops pump a pound in your dome / on the daily going stirred crazy cause the darkness makin people wanna stay in their homes / and will they round will they believe a song when the only way to heathens full of fevers all in night walkers / we creep up in the hills to the woods and the wash you can find out we’ll be lightin up both / and if i came to barge it would set the homie off’t if i hollar at a gold coin / then both men get a proper ohmen / beat it up and i got to go in / for the cali of the kings of the city h-lla groovy keep your scene what i’ve seen who shot ya / homie loc last time i was up in a city and cut a crew cut deep in a contract comin up out owaka / kinda just like a monsta gave em a prize ta / everybody locked down and put wall up while i will wallow in your sorrows easy when none of us got a no tolerance policy when it come to the drama papa seekin to pop ya

welcome to my state of ? drenched in pain
feel the rhythm a da heartbeat pump to the trickle of the endless rains
respect over ? do this again
for the wash where im broadcastin this life and barely sane
state of pain

welcome to the twelve man nations / speak of the roughs the ghost bud got you caged in / ready for ruck deep in the mud it was placed in
people could smoke so everybody gettin blazed in
even the broke if you talkin then you get hazed in
welcome to night could be dangerous shoulda stayed in
study surprise in this state but serial k!llers are made from the lack of vitamin c
and whether makes a k!lla from the hoods but the homies all dicted
get to hunt in the woods with the hicks takin bricks to get (high)
yeah but they don’t represent endeavors they got a manic in a panic tryna repent
but they deserve to manage the damage from all of your homies are vanished
i beat him up at the graveyard, hard, while i visit you take a second to grieve you can mourn my leathers pain comin around the corner like a dart to get us
with traumatized and cold chills in mental facilities packed like westin hills
with a knife in they sock had to break a dead guy to spy tap when your brain cripple from too many pills
work with the real i been cold like a still of a sicko swingin through the back of the throat of steel
we got lunatics that might go psycho when the moon is lit

living in a constant state of pain and suffering all or nothing we don’t have much where we come from pain it falls like rain in winter x2

- loc saint lyrics

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