Rza - Bring the Pain Freeverse lyrics

[Verse 1: Jon Bowser] I heard he spit crack now You heard wrong, I been whippin' for a minute Where you think the heat comes from My noodles in the kitchen Do I even have to mention, I get it in To get a benz, to bend out Pro tools turn Mac Book's to a Traphouse Fiends want in, What you know about? Goin' to sleep raw, waking up dope My schedule's filled with gettin' to the notes Out of town, weeks...and weekends Yeah she chose, but I ain't keepin' Let's be friends, naw We ain't speaking Why not? Do you really need a reason Eating good, living better Ex chicks trip, guess Tyrone Got his ish together Yes, yes, they trip when I fall through Clockin' paper the digits should alarm you Custom cars, that ain't rented Suicide doors give them haters mean spirit No recess, miss me I'm on a mission Want that bu*ter and I'm bread (bred) to get it Hook: Jon Bowser Outro What's up knew I'd hit a mill since a young buck