[Hook]
My pain is going through my vein
It's like a needle pinching my skin
It's giving me pain like a gunshot through my heart
Wouldn't be dead at the start
My pain is going through my vein
[Verse 1]
Time ticks slow, not fast
Time is hard to pa**, past through the lane
I was just crapping, gave me a warning
Cut me off every time I'm talking
b**h, you are nothing but a cheating wore
I ain't trying to be ignorant
MC'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different
I'm a rap up your day with this horrible rap to you
Thoughts, cause I'm someone with a dead brain
I don't toot my own horn but I'm a cold train
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
Six-fifty, three thousand hundred my shirt free
Daytime bus pa**, now it's night flights
I used to have dark nights now it's bright lights
[Hook]
My pain is going through my vein
It's like a needle pinching my skin
It's giving me pain like a gunshot through my heart
Wouldn't be dead at the start
My pain is going through my vein
[Verse 2]
I love that hour gla** shape you got up on that frame
b**hes choosing their excuses: my new car's to blame
Grew with disdain though I hate whoever ain't you
My denim jeans black and my fitted is too
If you feel it, it must be real just
So, I just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed
I got cla** and can't take this b**h to math, what
Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb a**
So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house
I'm on a thousand islands like McDonald's cows
It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage
What you doing when Ryan got you under his spell
There ain't no getting around it, your going to Hell
My love for you just fell, f** you b**h, you smell
[Hook]
My pain is going through my vein
It's like a needle pinching my skin
It's giving me pain like a gunshot through my heart
Wouldn't be dead at the start
My pain is going through my vein
[Verse 3]
My rap is like a gunshot
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
In earth, as it is in heaven
My position improving, not to mention
I'm on another dimension
b**h I got my swag card, natural protection
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
Two times for the chicks with the right bag
And goin' half on a motherf**in' hundred sack
Thats a nice gun you have
If it's wet enough I might just need a wine gla**
Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine
You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration
Shorty I'm a dog don't handle no broad
Sadly someone I knew payed cost
Low income no bills getting paid
A working genius, a work of art
So take the stage just show me what you got
[Hook 2x]
My pain is going through my vein
It's like a needle pinching my skin
It's giving me pain like a gunshot through my heart
Wouldn't be dead at the start
My pain is going through my vein... one more time...