- Lloyd Banks Pain in Variety 歌詞
- Lloyd Banks
- [Verse 1]
I'm backtracking, gripping up again Ain't no luck in these bitches, only trust my pen I drop them off, don't tuck they gems What's up with spin? My tin cutting wind in a custom rim I'm here now, took long. Sue me. I'm all Louie Wrecking shit, yeah! Yours truly, a bomb movie I'm a trip, yeah! Tour smoothly, I'm bored usually Y'all bars border mine, that's up, they going to choose me I'm clapping, rapping like a drawn Uzi I'm backing traffic, matching all jewelry You dirty bastard, don't you go and screw me Nothing but Gs down here, dawg, my floor is gucci Non-sucker, telly and a five star supper Black diamond your skully, my mind suffer Guess you a lucky mutherfucka You survived to 21 and ain't at least one touched ya [Hook] It's a struggle to stay alive You don't think I'm going to make it I can tell it all in your eyes I'm going to make them drop their faces and tell'em to pick'em up I'm a show up all these places with cases, getting drunk I can't wait to see you hoes with the vapors What you want? I want every fucking thing in this world Fast cars, diamond, and girls You suitin' up to lose, don’t play The green paper make the shit go away [Verse 2] Pain variety in my society Death to the government. I know they lie to me No apology through this odyssey King got to be, shape sounds, rap pottery No one hot as me, all honesty Through this design I provide I'm all kind of flee You about free as your ancestors How you going to get the answers? You don't understand the questions Can you hear me out there? I'm alone At times I feel like I'm trapped inside the zone Mind lapse while I get home, sidetrack get ya the throne Southside's on my back. This is the dome We rip pictures of shown Fuck'em out of show love, they showing hate Real nigga in my way - no surrender, no mistake You make it out this hell hole, it's nothing but luck Same forces, hand newspaper, print the cover up [Hook]
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