Текст песни 2Pac - No More Pain
2Pac - No More Pain слова песни
Intro: 2PacHey DeVanteNigga, don`tcha know we`re gonna sow up every bitch in the countryMe and you, up in the same motherfuckin roomOn the same levelThis shit here, hahahahaPlease, no more painThat`s right niggaHey drop that shit boyVerse One: 2PacMy adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foesMy lyrics explode on contact, gamin you hoesWho else but Mama`s only son, fuck the phony niggaz I`m the oneSay my name, watch bitches come, now firewhen ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speedMake you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quickerPlus all these niggaz that you run with, be on some dumb shitTrick on the hoes, I ain`t the one bitchHolla my name and witness game official, it`s so sick Have every single bitch that came witchu, on my dickPlus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceasedI`m movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekenesisAm I reachin your brain?Nigga how can I explain?How vicious this Thug motherfucker cameWhen I die, I wanna be a livin legend, say my nameAffiliated with this motherfuckin game, with no more painChorus: (interpretation of Method Man`s "Bring the Pain")I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brainLet`s go inside my astral plane (no more pain *variations*)(repeat 4X)Verse Two: 2PacLine up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriendBitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steeloAlize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all thesure you`ve heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huhPlus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blastI dare you niggaz to open fire, I`ll murder that assAnd disappear before the cops come runnin, my glock`s spittin roundsniggaz fallin down clutchin they stomachIt`s Westside, Death Row, Thug niggaz on the riseBusters shot me five times, real niggaz don`t dieCan ya hear me?Laced with this game, I know you fear meSpit the secret to war, so cowards fear meMy only fear of death is reincarnationHeart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nationAnd feelin no more painChorus 4XVerse Three: 2PacBury me that`s what they all say, it`s time to make a killinSure to make a million with DeVanteBitch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyesYou don`t wanna get with me, that`s a lieI got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshitFreaky bitch, come give me kissTell them niggaz from other areas, brothers from hereSo obsessed with this money makin it ain`t nothin we fearNow they label me a troublemaker, cause I`m a ridahDeath to you playa haters, don`t let me find yaMama made me rugged, baptised the publicNow you hard thugs, nigga don`t you love itIt`s similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a mustWasn`t too sure what you facin so watch the guns bustYou niggaz`ll bleed, fuckin with me you`ll be deceasedNever restin in peace nigga, with no more painChorus 8X[Tupac talking over the chorus]Hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! HahahahaNo more painIt`s just like that nigga, like that yeahNo more painMotherfuckers can`t handle that shitMuch too much for these bitchesNo more painFeel me nigga?Feel me?How you figure you can fuck with me?Fully automatic type shitNo more painCoward ass niggaz, cowardsCome put your mouth on this pistol niggaCome put your mouth on the pistol, no more painClose your eyes nigga, do itDie in the dark, no more painDeath Row, so what you motherfuckers do?Hey that`s DeVante droppin that beat like that BEYATCHIn case you wonderinAnd jealous niggaz, hahaha, see y`all niggazMotherfuckin niggaz are shitHey(chorus being whispered in the background)Westsiiiiiide!Death to everybody that ain`t down with meThat`s on, feel me?HahahaOh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I meanJust feel that, Thug Life, shit don`t stopMotherfuckers got Downs Syndrome, motherfuckersWeak ass niggaz, skanless cunts, fuckin C.E..O.`sPut your mouth on this pistol niggaPut your mouth on the pistol!Hahahaha, yeah nigga no more painPrison ain`t changed me nigga, it made me worseFeel me nigga, hahaNo more painHey DeVante I`m givin these motherfuckers choicesNiggaz can roll with us, or they can be rolled under usThat`s on you nigga, what you wanna do?Last year we was lettin these niggaz kick up dustThis year you motherfuckers gonna be dustThug Life nigga Westsiiiiide!