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isolated beingz - no brain no pain كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: 2_face]
no sympathy, no compassion
blood on my white tee, i call it fashion
no remorse on my face, no reaction
i be sendin’ fan mail to the ghost of charlie manson
i am the son of sam, green eggs and ham
my .44 to your dome go blam blam
no premeditation, clappin’ anyone i can
murder’s my infatuation, baby, i’m the boogeyman (uhh!)

[verse 2: skatterbra1n]
i’ll tretch you back on a torture rack like lex luger
’til your ribs snap and project through ya, yes, i am that brutal
savorin’ every scream that you make
filet a piece off of your leg and force feed the f_ckin’ flesh to ya
like willie pickton bring the pigs and let ’em finish y’all
pickin’ the carcass, rippin’ your skin and limbs apart
feed the remains to the flames ’til the bones are charred
smash ’em with the hammer and spread ’em across my f_ckin’ yard

[chorus: ruthless rob & 2_face]
no brain, no pain, no brain, no pain
hold very still and you won’t feel a thing
no brain, no pain, no brain, no pain
i’ll give you a lobotomy, i gotta be insane
[post_chorus: ruthless rob & 2_face]
no brain, no pain, do you get it?
no brain, no pain, do you get it?
no brain, no pain, do you get it?
no brain, no pain, get it?

[verse 3: ruthless rob]
i put the claw hammer to your skull, f_ck ’em all (yeah!)
brain fragments all over the brick wall (yeah!)
spittin’ sick sh_t while you b_tches l!ck b_lls (yeah!)
ib and k!lla soci3ty sick y’all
i break your f_ckin’ jaw just to pass the time away
i’m mentally dependent on crackin’ some vertebraes
f_ck around and find out if you ever perpetrate
now bang your f_ckin’ head, populate the murder rate (yeah!)

[verse 4: ecto joe]
i’m herdin’ the sheeple when i’m blessin’ your steeple
here comes the high priest to k!ll all the innocent people
a crucifix to your throat, godd_mn it, i’m so cerebral
i’m comin’ to show the world how the cross can be so lethal
i like to sharpen the top when i make your blood drip drop
so that the cross is inverted when your heartbeat stop
i’m covered in holy blood, this sh_t’s the cream of the crop
and now i’m closin’ your sunday service with some bleach and a mop
[chorus: ruthless rob & 2_face]
no brain, no pain, no brain, no pain
hold very still and you won’t feel a thing
no brain, no pain, no brain, no pain
i’ll give you a lobotomy, i gotta be insane

[post_chorus: ruthless rob & 2_face]
no brain, no pain, do you get it?
no brain, no pain, do you get it?
no brain, no pain, do you get it?
no brain, no pain, get it?

[verse 5: krul hand luke]
i slip the blade out, time to prep myself for surgery
removin’ all the joyful thoughts and memories that burden me
i think i need a different alias ’cause all you heard of me
i wish you motherf_ckers would quit frontin’ and just murder me
i’m finna k!ll, yes, you play more, we play less
gets real with ghosts, steal your face once you faceless
we drag nuts and drag sl_ts to dirty bas_m_nts
we came to win and cashin’ in on all the sin and hatred

[skit: jack torrance (jack nicholson) & wendy torrance (sh_lley duvall)]
let me finish my sentence. i said i’m not gonna hurt ya. i’m just gonna bash your brains in. i’m gonna bash ’em right the f_ck in!
stay away from me! don’t hurt me!
i’m not gonna hurt you
stay away!
[chorus: ruthless rob & 2_face]
no brain, no pain, no brain, no pain
hold very still and you won’t feel a thing
no brain, no pain, no brain, no pain
i’ll give you a lobotomy, i gotta be insane

[post_chorus: ruthless rob & 2_face]
no brain, no pain, do you get it?
no brain, no pain, do you get it?
no brain, no pain, do you get it?
no brain, no pain, get it?

- isolated beingz

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