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2pac - wit' no more pain كلمات أغنية

[intro]
hey, devante
n_gga, don’t cha know we’re gonna sow up every b_tch in the country?
me and you, up in the same motherf_cking room, on the same level
this sh_t here (hardcore to the brain), hahahaha
please, no more pain
(hardcore to the brain) that’s right, n_gga
hey, drop that sh_t, boy

[verse 1]
my adversaries cry like hoes, fully eradicate my foes
my lyrics explode on contact, gaming you hoes
who else but mama’s only son? f_ck the phony n_ggas, i’m the one
say my name, watch b_tchеs come
now, fire when rеady, stay watching our figure
increase speed, make you motherf_ckers bleed from your mouth quicker
plus, all these n_ggas that cha run with be on some dumb sh_t
tricking on hoes, i ain’t the one, b_tch
holla my name and witness game official, it’s so sick
have every single b_tch that came wit’ chu on my d_ck
plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased
i’m moving you stupid b_tches, this is telekinesis
am i reaching your brain? n_gga, how can i explain?
how vicious this thug motherf_cker came
when i die, i want to be a living legend, say my name
affiliated with this motherf_cking game, wit’ no more pain
[chorus]
i came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
let’s go inside my astral plane (no more pain)
i came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
let’s go inside my astral plane (yeah, n_gga, no more pain)
i came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain (what? what, n_gga?)
let’s go inside my astral plane (no more pain)
i came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
let’s go inside my astral plane (no more pain)
i came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain (no pain, n_gga)
let’s go inside my astral plane (no pain)

[verse 2]
line up my adversaries, blast on sight
and f_ck your boyfriend, b_tch, i want some ass tonight
you know my steelo
alizé and cristal, weed
sure you heard of all the freaky sh_t they say about me, huh?
plus, all you busters is jealous
pull your gun out and blast
i dare you n_ggas to open fire
i’ll murder that ass
and disappear before the cops come running
my glock’s spitting rounds, n_ggas falling down, clutching they stomach
it’s westside, death row, thug n_ggas on the rise
busters shot me five times, real n_ggas don’t die
can ya hear me? laced with this game, i know you feel me
spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me
my only fear of death is reincarnation
heart of a soldier with a brain a teach your whole nation and feeling no more pain
[verse 3]
“bury me”, that’s what they all say
it’s time da make a k!lling, sure da make a million wit’ devante
b_tch, i know you want me, what cha mouth say?
now, watch your eyes
you don’t wanna get with me, that’s a lie
i got my hands on your hips
no time da bullsh_t
freaky b_tch, come give me kiss
tell them n_ggas from other areas, brothers from here
so obsessed with this money making, it ain’t nothing we fear
now they label me a troublemaker ’cause i’m a rider
death to you player haters, don’t let me find cha
mama made me rugged, baptized the public
now you all thugs, n_gga, don’t cha love it?
it’s similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must
wasn’t too sure what cha facing, so, watch the guns bust
you n_ggas will bleed, f_cking with me, you’ll be deceased
never resting in peace, n_gga, wit’ no more pain

[outro/collision]
hahahahaha, yeah, n_gga, yeah
hahahaha, no more pain
it’s just like that, n_gga, like that, yeah, no more pain
motherf_ckers can’t handle that sh_t
much too much for these b_tches, no more pain
feel me, n_gga? feel me?
how ya figure you can f_ck with me? no more pain
fully_automatic_type sh_t, no more pain
coward_ass n_ggas, cowards
come put cha mouth on this pistol, n_gga
come put cha mouth on the pistol, no more pain
close your eyes, n_gga, do it
die in the dark, no more pain
say, “thug life, baby”
death row, so, what chu motherf_ckers do? hahaha
hey, that’s devante dropping that beat like that, biatch
in case you wondering
and jealous n_ggas
hahaha, see y’all n_ggas, motherf_cking n_ggas are sh_t, hey
westside
death to everybody that ain’t down with me
that’s on, feel me? hahaha
oh, yeah, to them cowards
you know who i mean, we still bad boy k!ller
thug life
sh_t don’t stop
crossed_eye, fat, down_syndrome, motherf_ckers
weak_ass n_ggas, dancers turned, f_cking ceos, haha
put cha mouth on this pistol, n_gga
put cha mouth on the pistol
hahahaha, yeah, n_gga, no more pain
prison ain’t changed me, n_gga, it made me worse
feel me, n_gga, hahaha, no more pain
hey, devante, i’m giving these motherf_ckers choices
n_ggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled up under us
that’s on you, n_gga, what cha wanna do?
last year, we was letting these n_ggas kick up dust
this year, you motherf_ckers gon’ be dust
thug life, n_gga, westside

- 2pac

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