Illogic - Pain lyrics

[Intro: Blueprint] Alright, let's talk about pain on this one It ain't that bad you know. You gotta go through that sh** If you ever felt that sh**. Any kind of pain That's where I'm goin' with this. Hurts so bad [Hook x4] "Hurts so bad...so" [Verse 1: Blueprint] I don't let the drums dictate what I spit lay Or if the rhythm of it what makes it great I listen to it and then when I hit play My mind drift into a place 50 years away I see what would have been if I let the pen lay The old me got so many things to say But nobody listen cause his beard is gray So he tells me to get back here and seize the day See, I don't need peace and quiet I really don't like it, it really ain't the way Cool concept but hardly inspirin' when peace is the only thing you see everyday Now I don't think we need riots Or all types of violence for things to be okay But in terms of environment we need somethin' to fight against Cause most great art can't exist without pain Cut off your own ear if it gets you to paint Tell us that you do it for the people that hate Can't enjoy sun unless you sit through the rain Again, most great art can't exist without pain Mary J. Blige, Billy Holiday Charlie Parker, John Coltrane Jimmy Hendrix, Kurt Cobain Roger Troutman, Marvin Gaye See, you ain't got nothin' to save Cause everything about you is safe You live in the prettiest place Rivers and lakes, makin' serious cake You talkin' but I ain't hearin' them thangs Sleepwalkin', you ain't really even awake Too often, this is how you spend all your days If this really the case then it's really a waste And maybe that's why I can't f** with you You too comfortable, you too huxtable Police don't even f** with you You ain't see them leavin', people bleedin' right in front of you All I see is white tees and popped collars, pitbulls and rottweilers People who ain't got options might as well keep the block poppin' [Hook] [Verse 2: Illogic] He laughs when he cries because his eyes are bleedin' pa**ion Every stroke of his appendage is redemption for the ma**es Every listen is a prescription he's given by the master of creation Every puddle is reflectin' disaster, hatches a creation After the thunder and lightening The horizon has to birth the sun risin' Believe it, no flame, no phoenix, I've seen it No struggle, no progression Caught me shootin' for the stars with the lessons my scars taught me Brethren, I've been in the dark without a spark of light The darkness was only eliminated when I was illuminated to right The wrongs, I write the songs that'll penetrate at the hearts of many My art is simply therapy Every rose's thorns protects the purity it's usual Without the thorns the rose just wouldn't be as beautiful Without them, my catalog just wouldn't be the same Cause most great art can't exist without pain [Hook x2]