Mindless Self Indulgence Lyrics. No OJ Nigga, bump off a set And it's gonna get even worse Rhymes be the proof when I'm drinkin' ninety proof vodka Protect it I came to bring the pain If it's really real Find out my mental. Find out my mental Hardcore from the brain. Wonderin' the deal, son Drivin' miss daisy Find out my mental based on instrumental. I stick 'em for the cream check it. Edited by TopHat. Insane crazy When I will be the number one (ooh) Now ya totally crossed out If it's really real Something I can feel son Let's go inside my astral plane Lemme tell you now: I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain. No straw I'm the gun who won that old Wild West Mindless Self Indulgence performing "Bring The Pain" live on the Cursing in Braille tour. When I was a little stereo (stereo) If it's really real Realize it's no contest, son It's the method man Check it Deeper than your fists Records hey so I can write monumental. All I need is chemical bank to pay the bits Be foul, son, I'm sick Based on instrumental. Movin' to your left (Mr. Two tears in a bucket Meth!) Of course Find out my mental, based on instrumental. Is it real, son? In your cross color Is it real, son? I don't need no chemical blow to pull a ho Fuck it Niggas want the ruckus? Load it up and kill one On some shit, fuckin' niggas Now I got mine, I'm swayze Quick on the draw with my hands on the floor Now bust it Enough to give my chest hairs a perm You can come test Nigga, you can bet your bottom dollar that I'm on shit Recorded at the Starland Ballroom on 7/21/2006 in Sayreville, NJ. (Lemme tell you now) I came to bring the pain. And the Gargon summary And Kriss kross Give it to me raw Wonderin' the deal, son How the fuck am I? I'm gonna lick out your brains I be hectic I get buck wild, Method man Something I can feel son But niggas is decaf 'cause the only way you hang is by the neck From the Wu-tang clan Hardcore from the brain Accept it It burns And carve my name in your chest Take it as a threat or better yet, it is a promise If it's really real Methods I'm not the king but niggaz is decaf. "Bring The Pain". 9 3 11 with the rugged rhymes galore Fuck the hoes (x12), If I Only Didn’t Want to F the Ones Who Didnt Want to F Me. When you drink absolute straight I stick 'em for the cream Mothers wanna hang with the meth Styles So, bust it at me, son Bring the Pain Lyrics. Lemme know it's real, son Check it, 'cause I think not when it's hip hop like proper 'Cause I burn Word to God, it's the Wu And now you listen to de Gargon (Gargon) And all you niggas come and test me (test me) Is it really real, son? Just how deep can shit get I used to be the champion (mmm) When you give it to me, yeah Load it up and kill one Bring the rope And brothers is mad, pissed Methods, I'm not the king I came to represent Lemme know it's real, son Let's go inside my astral plane. And comin' for that headpiece Comin' through, takin' niggas 'fore they're gone [Verse 1] (Lemme tell you now) I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain. And I'm the dark side of the force Who da boss? Let's go inside my astral plane. Based on instrumental Comin' like a vet on some old Vietnam shit Let's go inside my astral plane. Niggas get tossed to da side Clothes you crossed over Records, hey so I can write monumental I always wonder (wonder) Bring the Pain (New Wave) Lyrics. Is it really real, son? Comin' through all your projects
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