rob divine - pain relief lyrics
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i get no peace in these cold streets my homie, might be the police and that one, might get in my ho deep so me, im a b my own chief and get potent leaf for my dome piece so i ain’t slapping both those cheeks i b snapping off most beats cause you really get in my soul g i open my mental with pencils and pens its tragic i’ve had it im at it again unloadin reloadin n blowin i’ve been trippin n slippin n tippin like ten beers to clear my mind cheers to dear divine and j stick its near that time (what time?) our time to clearly shine runnin n runnin and comin comin till i’ve won it cuzzin nothin bt thuggin n buggin till im done wit let the drum hit i’ll come spit n run sh-t till my tounge twist no joke you won’t choke or stun this
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