hai smosso, sono troppo allucunato, vedo tutto rosso, e anche se volessi ritornare indietro non posso! Mi fai stare bene, mi fai stare bene...ma sono troppe pene, Pain
hey, hey Goodbye (Good riddance!) Hold up, only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track, let the story begin, begin, begin This is anti
by, you know Down south. In the south, they used to call her Mother Antie She said No Mrs. Just Antie She said if anybody ever called her Antie she'd
ruckus from the booth to the hood Motherfucker cause it ain't all good, now I wish they would Get yo' vest on, we rain on Babylon The anti-Fox News, anti
Nigga like me just has to spit acid Sucker like you just has to get blasted Ashes to ashes, Frasier to Cassius No homo, y'all some pains in the asses
and blow the smoke off Killa Bee, presidential suite, Bill and Hillary Bow and kiss my feet Auxiliary security retreat Heavy artillery sun heat Meet the agony defeats the cavalry Six-pack battery back, anti
, live niggaz creep OT From all the hustle on the streets daily numbin the brain From drainin out of his game but we runnin the same Loving the pain,
wild trump style Dons connect three hundred ones wow floatin' like a maccarel That's foul, most craziest, laziest all eye seein', blaze this majorness Mechanic record on a beige disc pain
You just gotta say hey Primal scream and shout Ooh tear it out You just gotta say Janou said "The Meters are red Gonna blow a neurotic fuse" Show a little A little pain
Pretty serious anti-drug song, isn't it? Caution ------- We have no future, we have no past We're just drifting ghosts of glass Brown sugar, ice in our
don't know -so I gotta hollar "Oh! Oh Goddamnit! I think I've lost it! Oh God! Goddamnit, I think I've lost you! Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents
the kite, I'm high off life At the height of my career, a high priest on mikes I'm anti thug and anti drugs Brought peace to the party and got anti love
pain The millennium of the insane World domination of pain (World domination of pain) World domination of pain (World domination of pain) World domination of pain (World domination of pain
howling through your window pane It's not the only pain of the night You're burning up in your bed, you got a fever of love And there's not an anti-body
load da tech and blow dem bastards down Juice wit the two 9's like a nigga name Shae On the move we shoot 'em up, so hard they feel the pain I thought
