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ned bundy - easy pain كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
man, drop that sh_t for these f_ck n_ggas

[verse 1 _ ned bundy]
yeah, i’m down in the dirt
underground with the dirt
with death, i’mma flirt
that’s my girl, we put in work
underground, like a worm
bodies filling up with worms
flies flock to your flesh
laying maggots that gon’ squirm
motherf_cker better learn
what is learning if you dead?
make it ring, but you can’t make a call without a head
took it back to the pad
i gotta wash my f_cking dreads
getting caught up in them blades while i’m chopping up flesh
no stress, not really
i know what i did clearly
no vest, b_tch, try to k!ll me
try to try me, you’ll be guilty
i ain’t talking no court
my mouth is stitched up fully
rather put a bullet in my head then gеt hemmed up, for real, g
warеhouse, i welcome all the guests
blood on my nice vest
i’m a n0body, but tell me where the stash is
i know people that know people, all i do is say less
visit you at night, the sandman sprinkle eternal rest
i’m the gram man, sell that good sh_t, like it’s stress
if you want a pack of this, i’m gonna need some references
i be drunk all the time and n_ggas thinking that i’m fresh
cause i operate different, i don’t move like the rest
[bridge]
get wealth by myself
strike death by myself
try to ease the pain with drinking cause nothing else helps
i be on my good side
n_gga, worry about yourself
i be good all the time, even when i’m close to death

[verse 2]
n_gga, i don’t get rest, my mindstate d_mned
all you n_ggas move like ants, chill with guns in my pants
i don’t believe in a second chance, i shoot that thang at a busta’s feet
now he knowing how to dance, collecting debt, he paying me
in advance, one way or another, i’mma get this sh_t
i hate the current system, and i hate the game i’m playing
if i made it b_lls deep, so i guess i gotta play to win
for a nominal fee, i’m that n_gga that they pay to sin
everyday is a surprise, i might gotta break the plan
i don’t take no odd jobs, you really gotta hate this man
b_tches hate me because i never call ’em back
i don’t owe you nothing, hoe, gotta go like stat
loadin’ guns, it’s the time of the month, bloodbath
i ate her on her period, blood on my mustache
i ain’t hate, so i ain’t fearing the inevitable crash
i made her what she is today, she really can’t be mad at me
i made a lot of sh_t happen, n_ggas can’t be mad at me
if you are my friend, i won’t apologize for travesty
i’m looking for the lavish things, materials to rot
burning like pot
in the joint, i got heavy stocks
gathering your flock, try me
i think not, stupid thoughts
[outro _ lisa fischer, “how can i ease the pain”]
all alone, on my knees i pray
for the strength, to stay away
in and out, out and in you go
i feel your fire
then i lose my self control
how can i, ease the pain?
when i know you’re comin’ back again
how can i, ease the pain in my heart?

- ned bundy

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