| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I don’t never feel pain
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| 'Cause I done felt too much pain
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| Money goin' in the rain
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| Blood flowing through my veins
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| I’m just doing my thing
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| Getting money, baby girl, gold chains
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| I don’t never feel pain
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| 'Cause I done felt too much pain
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| Standing in the rain
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| Blood flowing through my veins
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| I ain’t never did a thing
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| Getting money, rocking chains
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| We’ll never feel the same
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| We the thugs in the game
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| I don’t never feel pain
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| Eighteen-wheeler gorillas
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| Black with gold chains, pitch bird like Steelers
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| Hines Ward of the crime lords
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| Running through this money, screaming, «Encore!»
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| Spending nights with a prime whore
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| But that’s the bitch that you’re blind for
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| Celebrating on a whim, nigga
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| Pain is Pac, Above the Rim, nigga
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| My bitch rock a bigger gem, niggas
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| 'Cause she was there when it was dim, nigga
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| She wasn’t fucking none of them niggas
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| So now we’re even like a hem, nigga
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| Put your freedom over failure
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| Tryna find my Griselda (La Madrina!)
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| Might as well, they gon' nail ya
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| Momma screaming like Mahalia
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| Pain is love and it’s war
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| Pain is running out of raw
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| Pain is finding out you’re poor
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| As the Feds knock at your door
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| I don’t never feel pain
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| 'Cause I done felt too much pain
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| Been around here, standing in the rain
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| Blood flowing through my veins
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| I’m just doing my thing
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| Getting money, rock a bunch of gold chains
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| I don’t never feel pain
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| 'Cause I done felt too much pain
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| I’m just standing in the rain
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| Blood flowing through my veins
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| I’m just doing my thing
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| Getting money, rocking all these gold chains
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| Million dollars on one gold ring
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| Pain is joy when it cries
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| It’s my smile in disguise
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| It’s what makes the story chilling
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| Spare the women and the children
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| Hear the scribbles of the villain
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| Yuugh! |
| This is drug dealer brilliance
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| Pyrex on the platter like hot sex
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| But my tribe don’t quest like love
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| Pain in this bitch, with a mask and a glove
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| And a team of lawyers to run the train on a judge
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| It’s no risk without gain
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| It’s no trust without shame
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| It’s no us without 'caine
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| Push: my name is my name
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| In the kitchen with a cape on, apron
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| Trey-eight on, coulda been Trayvon
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| But instead, I chose Avon
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| Powder-face like a geisha
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| Arm & Hammer for the breakup
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| Turn one into two, watch the brick kiss and makeup (woo!)
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| It’s a match made in heaven
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| All that’s missing is the reverend
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| All that’s missing is a blessing
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| I hope God gets the message
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| I don’t never feel pain
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| 'Cause I done felt too much pain
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| Been around here, standing in the rain
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| Blood flowing through my veins
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| I’m just doing my thing
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| Getting money, rock a hundred gold chains
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| I don’t never feel pain
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| 'Cause I done felt too much pain
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| I’m just standing in the rain
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| Blood flowing through my veins
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| I’m just doing my thing
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| Getting money, rocking all these gold chains
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| Million dollars on one gold ring |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pain, artist - Pusha T. Album song My Name Is My Name, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп