Mindless Self Indulgence - Bring The Pain (New Wave) Lyrics

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Bring The Pain (New Wave) by Mindless Self Indulgence

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i came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain

Let's go inside my astral plane

Find out my mental based on instrumental records

Hey so i could write monumental methods

I'm not the king but niggas is decaf i stick 'em for the cream

Check it just how deep can shit get?

Deeper than your fist and brothers is mad pissed accept it

In your cross colour clothes you crossed over

Now you're totally crossed out like kris kross

Who the boss? niggas get tossed to the side

And i'm the dark side of the force

Of course it's the method man from the wu-tang clan

I'll be hectic and comin' for the head piece protect it

Fuck it two tears in a bucket niggas want the ruckus

So bustin' at me son now bust it

Styles i get buck wild method man on some shit

Fuckin' nigga's foul son i'm sick insane crazy

Drivin' miss daisy out her fuckin' mind

Now i got mine i'm swayze

Is it real son? is it really real son?

Let me know it's real son if it's really real

Somethin' i could feel son load it up and kill one

Want it raw deal son if it's really real

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When i was a little stereo i used to be the champion

I always wondered when i will be the number one

And now you listen to the gargon and the gargon summary

And all you niggas come to test me i'm gonna lick out your brain

Mothers wanna hang with the meth bring the rope

'cause the only way you hang is by the neck nigga bump off a set

Comin' through all your projects

Take it as a threat or better yet it is a promise

Comin' like a vet on some old vietnam shit

Nigga you can bet your bottom dollar that i'm more shit

And it's gonna get even worse word to god

It's the wu comin' through takin' niggas for their garments

Movin' on your left it's the meth

I came to represent and carve my name in your chest

You can come test realize it's no contest son

I'm the gun that won that old wild west

Quick on the draw with my hands on the four

Nine three eleven with the rugged rhymes galore

Check it 'cause i think not when it's hip-hop like proper

Rhymes be the proof when i'm drinkin' 90 proof vodka

No o.j. no straw

When you give it to me yeah give it to me raw

'cause i've learned that when you drink absolut straight

It burns enough to give my chest hairs a perm

I don't need no chemical blow to pull a hoe

All i need is chemical bank to pay the bitch

Is it real son? is it really real son?

Let me know it's real son if it's really real

Somethin' i could feel son load it up and kill one

Want it raw deal son if it's really real

Fuck the hoes fuck the hoes

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