Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Frankenstein's Pain, artist - Frankenstein.
Date of issue: 14.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Frankenstein's Pain |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, homeboy you’ll never change |
What is life? |
Can’t stand the pain or the struggle |
No matter what I do, I seem to find trouble |
Shit from my past, evil deeds that I’ve done |
Can’t correct shit with the gun |
Maybe I should run, maybe I should hide |
Maybe I should chill and work a 9to5 |
I put the knife away and lived right another day |
Looking for the silver lining but I only see grey |
Never shoot the rock or the puff-puff |
But niggas come around my way acting rough |
Toys in the brain, soaked on the chemical |
Don’t give a shit cause the whole world’s scared of you |
What you need is the next episode |
Full of grieve what you feed is for the white girl |
I don’t know a lot but one thing’s sure |
My body feels the pain and my brain feels sore |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, homeboy you’ll never change |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, things will stay the same |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, things will never change |
If you could feel the pain, now I bring the rain |
The thunder and the lighting, again and again |
I’m two days without prescript, my microphone’s blessed |
My eyes are tired cause my brain feels the stress |
You can come in, come deep yes within |
The ill laboratory where it all begin |
Days that I spend but nothing ever changes |
I wish I’d leave my body, and travel through the ages |
I do the walking but the brain does the travel |
And find the unknown as my thoughts unravel |
Now I feel the pain, homeboy, more than ever |
No matter what I do, shit comes out clever |
Straight from the heavens every time that I be writing |
That evil type skit that make it sound frightening |
But no time to fear me, just time to hear me |
Weak scientists will disapprove of my theory |
Words that I use when vocabulary spoke ‘em |
Bones I leave broken, repaired and dismantled |
Deep from the dungeon lit by a white candle |
You can play games, homeboy, and act smart |
I bring the light when I write in the dark |
They call me Frankenstein for the way I combine |
The ill type of document, the ill fucking rhyme |
I don’t know a lot, but one things’s for sure |
My body feels the pain and my brain feels sore |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, homeboy you’ll never change |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, things always stay the same |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, homeboy will never change |
If you could feel the pain, now I bring the rain |
The thunder and the lighting, again and again |
You could feel the pain, now feel the anger |
Deep from the dungeon of the Frankenstein hangar |
Get to raise the dead from the lives that you bet |
From the evil grave that God put instead |
Without hesitation, before the cremation |
I make through the tombs and I gather all I can |
The lifeless flesh that I turn into man |
I prove you wrong every time that I be rapping |
For all those skeptics who never thought that it would happen |
Now is the season when the dead walk live |
The ill vibe, givin' you the will to survive |
I check one two, homeboy, it don’t stop |
Produce the type of shit that make you love hip-hop |
More than you could ever, come feel the weather |
You can hear me now or feel the pain forever |
Should known better but I let shit slide |
Now I feel the pain, homeboy, might die |
I don’t know a lot, but one thing’s for sure |
Just before the death, the soul feels pure |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, homeboy you’ll never change |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, things will stay the same |
You could feel the pain, the strain on my brain |
No matter what I do, things will never change |
If you could feel the pain, now I bring the rain |
The thunder and the lighting, again and again |