Lyrics:
the payback when it strikes cuz
Cuz when you need it the most ain't no one ever around
Cold world, cold world
Yo, the pain's unbearable, remains
Insanity titanium stomach devourin Guinness
My flesh is solid stone despite my outer appearance
Still deceases kill viruses, planets and racial
the work truck, he comin' in his van
The more my stomach growled, the more I wanna lay a nigga down
Take yo' shit and make 'em cry
Mama got robbed in
Nightmares of them closing the cell facing 100
Nightmares of them closing the cell facing 100
Heart is in my stomach cause I know I got it coming
to curl up on the sofa but I can't and now my stomach has turned.
Yo, it's like I'm mad the world.
That's why I rap so I don't crack and watch the madness
Sending a smile to the stomach returns it to its favorable vibration, a healing vibration. By doing so, you recover flexibility and a full presence in
pourin'
My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl
In the stomach, he robbin' niggaz who pumpin'
Lil' blood got popped, by the group home cat
push through every ache that's in my bones
Growin' pains
Yeah, growin' pains
On days where we barely got to eat
Stomach growlin' while we sleep,
fuck with these niggas, too old for new friends.
But never too rich for new money.
These niggas buying hatorade by the twelve pack.
Like two stomachs
My life is ran by these dead Caucasians
If you ask me then its best to stop hating
Need to mind your business mind your fragrance
Wake up young man
to the stomach
Nooo
I hear yo lies right through yo truth
Anything you wanna say to me, before I call a truce
Hurry up and choose yo options, I got better things
by some misfires in your brain
Because you took some shit to numb your pain
Yes, you guessed it
The culprits here are opiates
Methadone, man
Vicodin,
already
It's too much stress and not gon deal
Killin all the butterflies in my stomach
Killin all the butterflies in my stomach and keep runnin
You're not
raw uncut
Turn them headphones up
No doubt son
No problem
Creepin' it though baby
It's gangsta
The truth gonna come to the level
[Havoc]
Yo
As this
and get on tilt
I know it's nothin' for you, the pain to have me killed
I respect the laws of war and love, I live by them shits
Y'all niggas not ready
It's time for a little self reflection
I'd like to start off by saying
Left my heart in the game
Blessed with fortune and fame
I spent to many days
donkeys just to earn a lil money
(God I'm rising in pain)
Do you know the pain of sleeping with an empty stomach (My life is full of flames)
Have you ever
my stomach no more
I can't even feel the pain inside
I can't keep living in a lie
Yeah, I might be breathing just like everybody else
But I still
if you want, then I shoulder the blame
Overcome at times by uncontrollable flames, and multiple pains
Now it seems like I'm goin insane
For the love
if you want, then I shoulder the blame
Overcome at times by uncontrollable flames, and multiple pains
Now it seems like I'm goin insane
For the love
hunnids all night
On the sight like plies
Throw her to the sky
All my ni**as by my side
Big money (money)
Loud pipes (pipes)
Flat stomach (stomach)
Mouth
refused to get beached
So Ima scream until you hear me yo
I'm feeling like a problem 'cause I don't fit in a box
My body feeling alien, my stomach be in
[Chorus x2]
Eh yo I'm a motherfuckin' Nigga Wit an Attitude
Heavy gun play, cock back, niggas is screwed
Stomach wounds make it hard for you to swallow
Momentum is gained and altitude is attained
Cruise control, maintenance mode, everything sustained
When you mad it's kinda hard to let the pain go
Gotta Heat
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