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When the Pain Inflict
Kurupt; Roscoe
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To the hill we go
DJ Muggs, you done did it again
Eastside up, Eastsider, my nigga
I'm a soul assassin, maskin', hollow fashion
Hollow by, to follow by, chain reaction
Fist fights defensively, shattering jaws
And pulling off the biggest heist in history
Potent as anesthesia, poetical fantasia
Poetic anesthetic, pencil and pen
Words of war to heal like penicillin
Knockin' bodies from the floor to the ceiling
You suckers, hittin' like quakes
'Til the whole apartment building breaks, so don't get sealed in
I'm in cyberspace on hijack mode
High on jack mode, fry on clap mode
Pimps, roamin' like panthers
Lettin' off like Roman candles, spread like several cancers
You better hope that it develops, nigga
Or get folded like envelopes, nigga
It's all about pain, war, licks, chips
Dicks, pussy lips, grips
Niggas that's alive and niggas that was chipped
Nigga, what the fuck we gon' do about this?
When the pain inflicts war, licks, chips
Spread the news 'cause I'm comin' to spread the blues
Puttin' all these fake niggas and quick
To shake niggas on the evening news
Breezin' through the block with no heat
A gang of niggas but no beef
Y'all get socked in the mouth and left with no teeth
Don't be scared, y'all started it, nigga, no peace
No truce and no sleep with no deuce-deuce
Don't try to squash it, nigga, it ain't no use
And you better never leave your stoop unprotected
We come through in the coupe, leavin' the set lit
Mind on set trip, TEC and clip
Texta spray, Y-A-D-P-S-A-A-K-S-K
Heads and bodies chopped, chests and necks decay
Then the getaway
I need a train ticket, homie, like yesterday
So screw the plane ticket, homie, it's all about
Pain, war, licks, chips
Dicks, pussy lips, grips
Niggas that's alive and niggas that was chipped
Nigga, what the fuck we gon' do about this?
When the pain inflicts war, licks, chips
Dicks, pussy lips, grips
Niggas that's alive and niggas that was chipped
Nigga, what the fuck we gon' do about this?
When the pain inflicts war, licks, chips
Dicks, pussy lips, grips
Niggas that's alive and niggas that was chipped
Nigga, what the fuck we gon' do about this?
We gon' load the clips, call the homies and load the whips
Raidin' enemy terrains and flood it with hollow tips
Looney Tunes watchin' the moon eclipse the sun
Dumpin' off rooftops, makin' our adversaries run
Bury the guns, rule number one
Don't leave no evidence, no hints and no leads
Get away untouched, they'll never know it was us
We do it just like this when the pain inflicts
Yeah, have you ever been to the house party in the hood?
Niggas gotta scrap with somebody in the hood
Soon as it pops, the party gon' stop
In the candy paints and drops, pancakes and hops
Flapjacks and bricks, milli-macs and clips
Indica, mushrooms, X and sticks dip
Well, come take a ride in my hood
Where it's sauce to the gravy and naw to the good
Pain, war, licks, chips
Dicks, pussy lips, grips
Niggas that's alive and niggas that was chipped
Nigga, what the fuck we gon' do about this?
When the pain inflicts war, licks, chips
Dicks, pussy lips, grips
Niggas that's alive and niggas that was chipped
Nigga, what the fuck we gon' do about this?
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