2pac - No More Pain lyrics

[Intro: 2Pac] Hey DeVante n***a, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every b**h in the country Me and you, up in the same motherf**in room On the same level This sh** here, hahahaha Please, no more pain That's right n***a Hey drop that sh** boy [Verse One: 2Pac] My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes My lyrics explode on contact, gamin you hoes Who else but Mama's only son, f** the phony n***az I'm the one Say my name, watch b**hes come, now fire when ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speed Make you motherf**ers bleed from your mouth quicker Plus all these n***az that you run with, be on some dumb sh** Trick on the hoes, I ain't the one b**h Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick Have every single b**h that came witchu, on my dick Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased I'm movin you stupid b**hes, vicious telekenesis Am I reachin your brain? n***a how can I explain? How vicious this Thug motherf**er came When I die, I wanna be a livin legend, say my name Affiliated with this motherf**in game, with no more pain [Chorus: (interpretation of Method Man's "Bring the Pain")] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain) [variations] [repeat 4X] [Verse Two: 2Pac] Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and f** your boyfriend b**h, I want some a** tonight, you know my steelo Alize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all the sure you've heard of all the freaky sh** they say about me, huh Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast I dare you n***az to open fire, I'll murder that a** And disappear before the cops come runnin, my glock's spittin rounds n***az fallin down clutchin they stomach It's Westside, d**h Row, Thug n***az on the rise Busters shot me five times, real n***az don'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 d**h 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 that's what they all say, it's time to make a k**in Sure to make a million with DeVante b**h I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullsh** Freaky b**h, come give me kiss Tell them n***az from other areas, brothers from here So obsessed with this money makin it ain't nothin we fear Now they label me a troublemaker, cause I'm a ridah d**h to you playa haters, don't let me find ya Mama made me rugged, baptised the public Now you hard thugs, n***a don't you love it It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must Wasn't too sure what you facin so watch the guns bust You n***az'll bleed, f**in with me you'll be deceased Never restin in peace n***a, with no more pain [Chorus 8X] [Tupac talking over the chorus] Hahahahaha, yeah n***a, yeah! Hahahaha No more pain It's just like that n***a, like that yeah No more pain Motherf**ers can't handle that sh** Much too much for these b**hes No more pain Feel me n***a? Feel me? How you figure you can f** with me? Fully automatic type sh** No more pain Coward a** n***az, cowards Come put your mouth on this pistol n***a Come put your mouth on the pistol, no more pain Close your eyes n***a, do it Die in the dark, no more pain d**h Row, so what you motherf**ers do? Hey that's DeVante droppin that beat like that BEYATCH In case you wonderin And jealous n***az, hahaha, see y'all n***az Motherf**in n***az are sh** Hey [chorus being whispered in the background] Westsiiiiiide! d**h to everybody that ain't down with me That's on, feel me? Hahaha Oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean Just feel that, Thug Life, sh** don't stop Motherf**ers got Downs Syndrome, motherf**ers Weak a** n***az, skanless c*nts, f**in C.E..O.'s Put your mouth on this pistol n***a Put your mouth on the pistol! Hahahaha, yeah n***a no more pain Prison ain't changed me n***a, it made me worse Feel me n***a, haha No more pain Hey DeVante I'm givin these motherf**ers choices n***az can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us That's on you n***a, what you wanna do? Last year we was lettin these n***az kick up dust This year you motherf**ers gonna be dust Thug Life n***a Westsiiiiide!