Pain lyrics

(Twisted Insane)

And I was often known for the dome split
Get n*ggas who trip and get to gunnin wit the pistol I whip
I shoot bullets to the windows of the homes of b*tch n*ggas
Who really wanna get up and get on some sh*t
I send that ass to the coffin quick
Cuz where a n*gga from all I ever saw was evil and treason
Little homies runnin up wit the gun
And tell me they dont even know but it is fun
To kill a n*gga for no reason
Its on when its open season
f*ck the police
Get hot up in the streets
For kickin that peace sh*t
n*ggas'll get sick off followin muthaf*ckas
That end up gettin swallowed by the belly of the beast
And now everybody all pay attention when a n*gga speak
Mad from a lifetime of disgust nothin else to do wit my time
But gangbang and write rhymes
Why the f*ck you think I tell you my business?
I dont know whats the conclusion
I ain't never losin
I'm sick of n*ggas muggin when they crusin
Now all these muthaf*ckas wanna hop again
I'm brusin I kick the type of sh*t
That will blow ya whole roof in
n*gga saw the .44 now he actin like he dont bang no mo'
Funny how a n*gga changed fo sho, sh*t
Muthaf*ckas is tough
Right before they get hit up
By some real n*ggas wit some real triggas at yo throat
And even if you n*ggas try to run away
They would all get smoked
Everybody real from the braids to the shoes
And I was in the house wit a 40 in my mouth
Laughin at you muthaf*ckas on the 10 o'clock news
n*ggas'll get battered and bruised
Slippin would only make you a murder victim wit those slugs
Different situations is fillin my occupation
Whatever a n*ggas facin is waitin that's on bloods
I bring you muthaf*ckas pain