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Versiõn actual de Letras de Canciones de Mindless Self Indulgence Bring The Pain (http://es.mp3lyrics.org/m/mindless-self-indulgence/bring-the...) Versión actual de las letras |
Versiõn 1 de Letras de Canciones de Mindless Self Indulgence Bring The Pain (http://es.mp3lyrics.org/m/mindless-self-indulgence/bring-the...) La versión 1 de la letra | ||||||||||||
| 1 | Lemme tell you now | lemme tell you now: | 1 | ||||||||||
| 2 | I came to bring the pain | i came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain | 2 | ||||||||||
| 3 | Hardcore from the brain | let's go inside my astral plane | 3 | ||||||||||
| 4 | Let's go inside my astral plane | find out my mental based on instrumental | 4 | ||||||||||
| 5 | records hey so i can make monumental | 5 | |||||||||||
| 6 | Find out my mental based on instrumental records | methods i'm not the king but niggaz is decaf | 6 | ||||||||||
| 7 | Hey so I can write monumental methods | i stick 'em for the cream check it | 7 | ||||||||||
| 8 | I'm not the king, but niggaz is decaf | just how deep can shit get - get deeper than your fists | 8 | ||||||||||
| 9 | I stick 'em for the cream, check it | and brothers is mad pissed accept it | 9 | ||||||||||
| 10 | in your cross colors clothes you crossed over | 10 | |||||||||||
| 11 | Just how deep can shit get? | and now ya totally crossed out and kriss kross | 11 | ||||||||||
| 12 | Get deeper than your fists | who da boss niggaz get tossed to da side | 12 | ||||||||||
| 13 | And brothers is mad | and i'm the dark side of the force of course | 13 | ||||||||||
| 14 | Pissed, accept it | it's the method man from the wu-tang clan | 14 | ||||||||||
| 15 | i be hectic and comin' for that headpiece protect it | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | In your cross color, clothes are crossed over | fuck it two tears in a bucket | 16 | ||||||||||
| 17 | Now ya totally crossed out and Kriss kross | niggaz want the ruckas? so bust it at me son now bust it | 17 | ||||||||||
| 18 | Who da boss? Niggaz get tossed to da side | stylez i get buckwild method man on some shit | 18 | ||||||||||
| 19 | And I'm the dark side of the force, of course | fuck'n niggaz foul son i'm sick | 19 | ||||||||||
| 20 | insane crazy drivin' miss daisy | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | It's the method man from the Wu-tang Clan | how the fuck am i? now i got mine i'm swayze | 21 | ||||||||||
| 22 | I be hectic and comin' for that headpiece, protect it | is it real son lemme know it's real | 22 | ||||||||||
| 23 | Fuck it, two tears in a bucket | son if its really real son lemme | 23 | ||||||||||
| 24 | Niggaz want the ruckus? | know it's real | 24 | ||||||||||
| 25 | load it up and kill one | 25 | |||||||||||
| 26 | So bust it at me, son, now bust it | load it up and kill one | 26 | ||||||||||
| 27 | Styles, I get buck wild | load it up and kill one | 27 | ||||||||||
| 28 | Method man on some shit | if it's really real | 28 | ||||||||||
| 29 | Fuckin' niggaz, foul, son, I'm sick | when i was a little stereo i used to be the champion | 29 | ||||||||||
| 30 | i always wonder when i would be the | 30 | |||||||||||
| 31 | Insane crazy, drivin' miss daisy | number one - hey hey hey | 31 | ||||||||||
| 32 | How the fuck am I? Now I got mine, I'm swayze | and now you listen to me darcon darcon | 32 | ||||||||||
| 33 | Is it real, son? Lemme know it's real, son | - - - | 33 | ||||||||||
| 34 | If it's really real, son, lemme know it's real | and all you niggaz come and test me test me | 34 | ||||||||||
| 35 | i'm gonna lick out your brains | 35 | |||||||||||
| 36 | Load it up and kill one | mothers wanna hang with the meth bring the rope | 36 | ||||||||||
| 37 | Load it up and kill one | cuz the only way you hang is by the neck | 37 | ||||||||||
| 38 | Load it up and kill one | nigga pump off a set comin' through all your projects | 38 | ||||||||||
| 39 | If it's really real | take it as a threat or better yet it is a promise | 39 | ||||||||||
| 40 | comin' like a vet on some old vietnam shit | 40 | |||||||||||
| 41 | When I was a little stereo | you can bet your bottom dollar that i'm on it | 41 | ||||||||||
| 42 | I used to be the champion | and it'll get even worse word to god it's the wu | 42 | ||||||||||
| 43 | I always wonder when I will be the number one | comin' through takin' niggaz 'fore they're | 43 | ||||||||||
| 44 | And now you listen to me, Dacron Dacron | gone gone gone gone gone gone | 44 | ||||||||||
| 45 | movin' to your left | 45 | |||||||||||
| 46 | And all you niggaz come and test me? Test me | i came to represent and carve my name within your chest | 46 | ||||||||||
| 47 | I'm gonna lick out your brains | you can come test realize it's no contest son | 47 | ||||||||||
| 48 | Mothers wanna hang with the meth, bring the rope | i'm the gun who won that old wild west | 48 | ||||||||||
| 49 | 'Cos the only way you hang is by the neck, nigga, bump off a set | quick on the draw with my hands on the floor | 49 | ||||||||||
| 50 | lovin' all those goddamn funky rhymes galore | 50 | |||||||||||
| 51 | Comin' through all your projects | check it cuz i think not when it's hip hop like propa | 51 | ||||||||||
| 52 | Take it as a threat or better yet, it is a promise | rhymes be the proof when i'm drinkin' ninety proof vodka | 52 | ||||||||||
| 53 | Comin' like a vet on some old Vietnam shit | no OJ no no straw | 53 | ||||||||||
| 54 | You can bet your bottom dollar that I'm on it | when you give it to me - yeah - give it to me raw i burn | 54 | ||||||||||
| 55 | give it to me raw i burn | 55 | |||||||||||
| 56 | And it'll get even worse | chest hair | 56 | ||||||||||
| 57 | Word to God, it's the Wu | i don't need no chemical blow to pull no ho - no | 57 | ||||||||||
| 58 | Comin' through, takin' niggaz 'fore they're gone | all i need is chemical bank to pay her up | 58 | ||||||||||
| 59 | Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone | is it real son lemme know it's real | 59 | ||||||||||
| 60 | son if its really real son | 60 | |||||||||||
| 61 | Movin' to your left | lemme know it's | 61 | ||||||||||
| 62 | I came to represent and carve my name within your chest | 1 2 3 4 | 62 | ||||||||||
| 63 | You can come test, realize it's no contest, son | kill one - fuck it up and kill one | 63 | ||||||||||
| 64 | I'm the gun who won that old Wild West | fuck it up and kill one | 64 | ||||||||||
| 65 | lemme know it's real | 65 | |||||||||||
| 1 | Quick on the draw with my hands on the floor | 1 | |||||||||||
| 2 | Lovin' all those goddamn funky rhymes galore | 2 | |||||||||||
| 3 | Check it, 'cos I think not when it's hip hop like proper rhymes | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | Be the proof when I'm drinkin' ninety proof vodka | 4 | |||||||||||
| 5 | 5 | ||||||||||||
| 6 | No OJ, no | 6 | |||||||||||
| 7 | No straw | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | When you give it to me, yeah, give it to me raw, I burn | 8 | |||||||||||
| 9 | Give it to me raw, I burn | 9 | |||||||||||
| 10 | 10 | ||||||||||||
| 11 | Chest hair | 11 | |||||||||||
| 12 | 12 | ||||||||||||
| 13 | I don't need no chemical blow to pull no ho, no | 13 | |||||||||||
| 14 | All I need is chemical bank to pay her up | 14 | |||||||||||
| 15 | Is it real, son? Lemme know it's real, son | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | If it's really real, son, lemme know it's one, two, three, four | 16 | |||||||||||
| 17 | 17 | ||||||||||||
| 18 | Kill one, fuck it up and kill one | 18 | |||||||||||
| 19 | Fuck it up and kill one | 19 | |||||||||||
| 20 | Lemme know it's real | 20 | |||||||||||
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