lirik lagu pain is love (feat. lounge mode & solomon… – cappadonna
f/ lounge mode, solomon childs
[chorus: cappadonna]
pain is love, that’s what this n-gg- told me
i keep washin’ my face with blunts and o.e
mix c-ke with dust, still can hold me
what made ya m-th-f-ckas think you control me?
[lounge mode]
staten island been wildin’, so osama’s nothing
and my n-gg-z out in brooklyn said saddam was frontin’
gotta squad, what you think, it ain’t no guns or something?
picture me rollin’, holdin’ less than a one or somethin’
you fake f-ggots, yeah we got that big automatic
like, bruce willis and the jackal type, yeah, right
you wanna see it? then get on my nerves
oh you live, and i’m gettin’ money spit on my curb
in the hood where it get no harder, only tougher
crack fiends suffer, baby moms, baby brother
hustlin’, still forty off a hundred packs
i’d rather lounge in the back of the bar
me and my dog throw crack in the jar
listen to this rap star, while i sit back in the car
and i told ya’ll n-gg-z how the staten rock
we don’t, trick on chicks, yo we clap them shots
you get caught if you ask a lot, like you don’t know
and where you at, then ya -ss is got
[chorus]
[solomon childs]
we bringin’ back the twin towers, 20-0-3, crack game electronic
conceived with slow jams by the delfonics
at a level that you should of been years ago
responsible usually for c-ke traffic, usually for broken bone tragic
rest in peace, to mayor guliani’s term
they say i’m wrong, sh-t
i’m try’nna see 26, with my daughters at the emmy awards
all around the ball glowin’, they got the weed flow droughted
or maybe n-gg-z in the hood just ain’t ’bout it
talkin’ hercules, and ain’t nothin’ but dog food
staten island, new york city drools
crazy glue on my fingerprints
name on the concrete of my hood, what’s really good?
vendetta’s with these rap stars
frontin’ like this crime and the pet is they cars
believe i was god in my last life
what if it was your knife? what if they was your gloves, n-gg-..
[chorus]
[cappadonna]
aiyo, i came into this game on some real love sh-t
and ya’ll b-tch -ss n-gg-z, ya’ll wanted me to quit
because the way i dress i’ll and the way that i spit
but i ain’t never gon’ stop, droppin’ these joints
and ya’ll fake -ss n-gg-z, ya’ll ain’t gettin’ no points
don’t try to sabotage me, cuz
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