| So much pain we live through the strain
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| So much to gain so I can’t complain
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| We’ll stake our claim our? |
| in the name
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| So take this game, let’s make this change
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| So much pain we live through the strain
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| So much to gain so I can’t complain
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| So much pain it just won’t, go away
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| It’s all foul man; |
| I swear to God trick dice in the game
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| If my life is the prize or the stakes too high for the flame?
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| And nowaday’s, this young killer’s are nice when they aim
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| I’m watching rapper’s who died in the flames, am I in the same?
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| Both flow? |
| am I gonna change or be repelled by the same catalyst?
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| Only if I had a wish, I guess the vital analysts
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| Won’t be some? |
| and telling me I’m eulogized
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| So you decide but right now I gots to ride
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| Move aside no sob stories when we swab stories
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| Don’t cry for me, just see through my eyes, we analyze, each other’s philosophy
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| Over beat’s, sometimes I’ll show you the child in me
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| But I only can show you what’s alotting me
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| Allowing me speak clearly without any doubt in me
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| Are you doubting me, doubting me?
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| So much pain we live through the strain
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| So much to gain so I can’t complain
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| We’ll stake our claim our? |
| in the name
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| So take this game, let’s make this change
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| So much pain we live through the strain
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| So much to gain so I can’t complain
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| So much pain it just won’t, go away
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| It’s a new day, just crazy as yesterday is
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| As lazy as tommorow was I’m as anxious as to get on like people at the chronic
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| bustop
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| What the hell took you so long?!
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| Lets get this operation moving in the right direction for a change
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| By the way, anybody got any spare of change?
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| Or think I could get to Australia on a train?
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| Or get out the hood alive?
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| I’m I good for a five story or count story courtyard drive?
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| Now you know I could show up at your house tonight
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| Or run up a tab? |
| credit
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| Life can get complicated, if you let it
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| Roll out the red carpet when I arrive
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| Brake out the good plates cups, sallads, bowls, spoons, forks and knives
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| Now when I take this shit I want one of those Chinese wives
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| Only thing I turned down is my collar, and I’m subject to pop it
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| Street scholar in a quarter pocket, Self-Jupiter from the Fellowship
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| I know you jock it
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| So much pain we live through the strain
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| So much to gain so I can’t complain
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| We’ll stake our claim our? |
| in the name
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| So take this game, let’s make this change
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| So much pain we live through the strain
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| So much to gain so I can’t complain
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| So much pain it just won’t, go away
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| I rap everyday, I work everyday
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| And it’s a full time job knowing what to say
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| Blowing the smoke away, and seeing what cha got
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| And realizing what you really are and what cha not
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| Pulling your line out the water and seeing what cha cot
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| Just,? |
| and boots and that can’t be alot
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| You need different bait if you want to catch a bass
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| Gotta have your head straight just to get some cash
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| I make this records just to keep me saying
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| Cause the world is more crazy than a song can explain
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| To make it simple and plain, we not simple and plain
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| I’m just not the same, without my thang
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| Live and let live on your own Promise Land
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| And give rap back to the common man
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| The War wasn’t over when they bombed Japan
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| Rise and stand, devise a plan cause it’s.
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| So much pain we live through the strain
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| So much to gain so I can’t complain
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| We’ll stake our claim our? |
| in the name
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| So take this game, let’s make this change
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| So much pain we live through the strain
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| So much to gain so I can’t complain
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| So much pain it just won’t, go away |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Much Pain, artist - Aceyalone. Album song Love & Hate, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп