Текст песни
Smell it. I did a pound thousands. I chase racks till my mind gets broken. Now I go crazy, my mind's eloping. It's all black now when we pull up to The scene. Let it go crack, sip the Hennessy. Don't get smart and think I'm gonna go to Sleep. I'm cash up, this that make another cake. Pull up like baseball, soul. In the game all day, yeah, we coming up. Like a tank top, that is a crop top. Ain't talking crap but I'm rolling like a sugar Drop. Hands up, hands Do what I must, Do it what I can. Take it a pound, For the cash. Straight the trap, make it down that. Hands up, hands up, hands hands. Do it what I must, yeah, do it what I can. Take it a pound, do the cash. Straight to make it down like that. Still the same, they trying play my thing. Like Gameboy, I've been still since nineteen. Since trying to run the thirties. That same drink, never will it save me. Bullshit, bullshit, still I get the big stacks. Make hundred every day to ever go and break Bread. They just bluffing while they play pretend. If it ain't' a tough fit, we not giving In. Pull my name down, they just wanna make My soul bend. I just been a clown but This ride has no end. I can't feel it, I can't smell did a Pound and now I got thousands. I chase racks till my mind gets broken. Now I go crazy, my mind's eloping. Hit the ground, pull up the playhouse. Out foreign city, make fire like a church mouse. Meddle with the cousins we never kitty Messing with The engines help me speed out mouth. It's all black now when we pull up to The scene. Let it go crack, sip the Hennessy. Don't smart and think I'm gonna go to sleep. I'm a cash up, this that make another cake. Pull up like baseball, soul. In the game all day, yeah, we coming up. Like a tank top, yeah, that is a crop Top. ain't talking crap but I'm rolling like a Sugar drop. Hands up, hands what a pound, For the cash. Straight trap, like that. hands. Do It what I must, yeah, it what I can. Take Take apart, it a pound, do it the Do it for the cash. Test. Mix Straight it and to the trap, Crash, like that make sound this. Hands up, hands Up, hands up, Do it when I want, yeah, When I can. Take it apart, do it the Test. Mix and crash, make it sound like this. Still the same bitch running my mind, see? Like Gameboy, I'm just gonna snap, see? This crazy, trying to find the main thing. All this heartbreak, never stop it. Bullshit, bullshit, somebody's Make it harder every day to ever go and Break free. They just love it when I bleed With it. Take the knife my wrist, Yeah. Wanna be down, they just wanna make my soul Sick. I just been in town with the squad, Yeah, just know it, I ain't slow it. I get it now, this what I have chosen. Never 'til I find that closure. Now I go Black through My mind, I'm frozen.
FanEOne, Lord Distortion, Phonkdope — Pleasant Pain
«Pleasant Pain» — FanEOne, Lord Distortion, Phonkdope. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:53. Жанр — Электроника.
