No need to clear the conscience They put the blame on you A life to take The choice is yours to make You took enough, now fucking give!What now? Let live
the pain they put us through No need to clear the conscience They put the blame on you A life to take The choice is yours to make What now? Let live
for dope when tryin' get live hoes Skams ain't for slow besides i ride rough you just ain't a pro (So what?) It take pain to grown no name to know (Ha
got the chronic and its burnin, smokin chronic leaf optimo Big Poyo, sippin on the 8 I done let a potent 4, Ima come down sip a deuce, let the 3 wheel
Yeah, it's time, baby It's time to speak the truth, maturity Niggas gotta evolve to let niggas know the real Call yourself real, ya gotta start speakin
think they wanna be like me You've gotta see what I see before you be like me What you live for the truth but give nothing but pain To anything evil
you don't hear me though Live in stereo, pump it loud until your speaker blow Ghettio slang pro, sling rap to cashflow Keep it live from the intro until
-60 or get left behind Push dubs through the city cause I like to shine Sitting tall on boys with the seats reclined I'm 25, really trying to live so live
Horrifying facts and aggregious evidence The lives and deaths of medical deviants Bloodstained hands assure guilt, ipso facto Our lives are forfeit for theirs, quid pro
opposite And I got the test results Im very positive That's why im on this track wit PRo because im supposed to give So potent portions of potion proportion into postin kids Of pain
to me who lives or dies Never, No, never will I compromise! [Chorus] Genius! - In pain! Genius! - In pain! Genius! - In pain! Genius! - In pain! In pain! In pain! In pain
me But things that used to taint me, no longer seem to restrain me Strangely I'm no longer sad man or angry Shame-ably it pains me, feeling like this
me solemnly, So I ate his liver with some Fava Beans, Fuck Chianti, the blood of a female virgin quenches me when I'm thirsty, Quid pro quo, I'll let
, I'm all about somethin' to eat I'm on the road, spend 30 days a month' in a suite But I'm still gon' hustle and cheat, let's go Nigga things, change
I put in, the dirt I done did On this earth niggaz lives is worthless Unless you worth a few million, school your children Let the game get to 'em Then
, move silently un-noticed When you attack, I fall back in the wind like the lotus Put the soul in the track like my name was Otis Pain in my heart and
GIVE UP I DON'T WANT TO LIVE UP TO THE WICKED HOPES OF SOCIETY SOME SAY EXCEL BUT I STILL FAIL SO WELL JUST CALL ME A PRO REASONS FOR FAILING TRUTH BE
