2Pac - No More Pain Lyrics:
Hey, DeVante, ni**a, don`tcha know
We`re gonna sow up every bitch in the country
Me and you, up in the same motherf**kin` room
On the same level, this s**t here, haha
Please, no more pain, that`s right, ni**a
Hey, drop that s**t, boy

My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes
My lyrics explode on contact, gamin` you hoes
Who else but Mama`s only son, f**k the phony ni**az I`m the one
Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire

When ready, stay watchin` now figure, increase speed
Make you motherf**kers bleed from your mouth quicker
Plus all these ni**az that you run with, be on some dumb s**t
Trick on the hoes, I ain`t the one bitch

Holla my name and witness game official, it`s so sick
Have every single bitch that came witchu on my dick
Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased
I`m movin` you stupid bitches, vicious telekinesis

Am I reachin` your brain? Ni**a how can I explain?
How vicious this thug motherf**ker came
When I die, I wanna be a livin` legend, say my name
Affiliated with this motherf**kin` game with no more pain

I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane
I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane

I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane
I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane

Line up my adversaries, blast on sight and f**k your boyfriend
Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo
Alize and Cristal, we sure you heard
Of all the freaky s**t they say about me

Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast
I dare you ni**az to open fire, I`ll murder that ass
And disappear before the cops come runnin`
My glock`s spittin` rounds, ni**az fallin` down
Clutchin` they stomach

It`s Westside, Death Row, thug ni**az on the rise
Busters shot me five times, real ni**az don`t die
Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you fear me
Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me

My only fear of death is reincarnation
Heart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nation
And feelin` no more pain

I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane
I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane

I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane
I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane

I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane

Bury me that`s what they all say, it`s time to make a killin`
Sure to make a million with DeVante
Bitch, I know you want me, what your 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 to bulls**t
Freaky bitch, come, give me kiss
Tell them ni**az from other areas, brothers from here
So obsessed with this money makin`, it ain`t nothin` we fear

Now they label me a troublemaker, `cause I`m a ridah
Death to you playa haters, don`t let me find ya
Mama made me rugged, baptized the public
Now you hard thugs, ni**a don`t you love it

It`s similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must
Wasn`t too sure what you facin` so watch the guns bust
You ni**az`ll bleed, f**kin` with me you`ll be deceased
Never restin` in peace ni**a, with no more pain

I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane
I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane

I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane
I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane

I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane
I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane

I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain
Let`s go inside my astral plane
I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain
Let`s go inside

Die in the dark, no more pain
Death Row, so what you motherf**kers do?
Hey, that`s DeVante droppin` that beat like that biatch
In case you wonderin`

And jealous ni**az, haha, see y`all ni**az
Motherf**kin` ni**az are s**t, hey

West Side, death to everybody that ain`t down with me
That`s on, feel me?
Oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean
Just feel that, Thug Life, s**t don`t stop

Motherf**kers got Downs Syndrome, motherf**kers
Weak ass ni**az, skinless c**ts, f**kin` C.E..O.`s
Put your mouth on this pistol, ni**a
Put your mouth on the pistol

Yeah, ni**a no more pain
Prison ain`t changed me ni**a, it made me worse
Feel me ni**a, no more pain
Hey, DeVante I`m givin` these motherf**kers choices
Ni**az can roll with us or they can be rolled under us

That`s on you ni**a, what you wanna do?
Last year we was lettin` these ni**az kick up dust
This year you motherf**kers gonna be dust
Thug life, ni**a, West Side

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