[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...