Intro: 2pac
Hey devante
Nigga, donand'tcha know weand're gonna sow up every bitch in the country
Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin room
On the same level
This shit here, hahahaha
Please, no more pain
Thatand's right nigga
Hey drop that shit boy
Verse one: 2pac
My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes
My lyrics explode on contact, gamin you hoes
Who else but mamaand's only son, fuck the phony niggaz iand'm the one
Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire
When ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speed
Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker
Plus all these niggaz that you run with, be on some dumb shit
Trick on the hoes, i ainand't the one bitch
Holla my name and witness game official, itand's so sick
Have every single bitch that came witchu, on my dick
Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased
Iand'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekenesis
Am i reachin your brain? nigga how can i explain?
How vicious this thug motherfucker came
When i die, i wanna be a livin legend, say my name
Affiliated with this motherfuckin game, with no more pain
Chorus: (interpretation of method manand's andquot;bring the painandquot;)
I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain
Letand's go inside my astral plane (no more pain *variations*)
(repeat 4x)
Verse two: 2pac
Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend
Bitch, i want some ass tonight, you know my steelo
Alize and cristal, weed sure you heard of all the
Sure youand've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh
Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast
I dare you niggaz to open fire, iand'll murder that ass
And disappear before the cops come runnin, my glockand's spittin rounds
Niggaz fallin down clutchin they stomach
Itand's westside, death row, thug niggaz on the rise
Busters shot me five times, real niggaz donand't die
Can ya hear me? laced with this game, i know you fear me
Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me
My only fear of death is reincarnation
Heart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nation
And feelin no more pain
Chorus 4x
Verse three: 2pac
Bury me thatand's what they all say, itand's time to make a killin
Sure to make a million with devante
Bitch i know you want me, what your mouth say? now, watch your eyes
You donand't wanna get with me, thatand's a lie
I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit
Freaky bitch, come give me kiss
Tell them niggaz from other areas, brothers from here
So obsessed with this money makin it ainand't nothin we fear
Now they label me a troublemaker, cause iand'm a ridah
Death to you playa haters, donand't let me find ya
Mama made me rugged, baptised the public
Now you hard thugs, nigga donand't you love it
Itand's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must
Wasnand't too sure what you facin so watch the guns bust
You niggazand'll bleed, fuckin with me youand'll be deceased
Never restin in peace nigga, with no more pain
Chorus 8x
[tupac talking over the chorus]
Hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! hahahaha
No more pain
Itand's just like that nigga, like that yeah
No more pain
Motherfuckers canand't handle that shit
Much too much for these bitches
No more pain
Feel me nigga? feel me?
How you figure you can fuck with me?
Fully automatic type shit
No more pain
Coward ass niggaz, cowards
Come put your mouth on this pistol nigga
Come put your mouth on the pistol, no more pain
Close your eyes nigga, do it
Die in the dark, no more pain
Death row, so what you motherfuckers do?
Hey thatand's devante droppin that beat like that beyatch
In case you wonderin
And jealous niggaz, hahaha, see yand'all niggaz
Motherfuckin niggaz are shit
Hey
(chorus being whispered in the background)
Westsiiiiiide! death to everybody that ainand't down with me
Thatand's on, feel me? hahaha
Oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what i mean
Just feel that, thug life, shit donand't stop
Motherfuckers got downs syndrome, motherfuckers
Weak ass niggaz, skanless cunts, fuckin c.e..o.and's
Put your mouth on this pistol nigga
Put your mouth on the pistol!
Hahahaha, yeah nigga no more pain
Prison ainand't changed me nigga, it made me worse
Feel me nigga, haha
No more pain
Hey devante iand'm givin these motherfuckers choices
Niggaz can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us
Thatand's on you nigga, what you wanna do?
Last year we was lettin these niggaz kick up dust
This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust
Thug life nigga westsiiiiide!
