Bring The Pain: accordi di
Mindless Self Indulgence
Tonalità: D minor
Intro 1
Now lemme tell ya now
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I came to bring the pain
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hardcore from the brain
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Let's go in side my astral plane
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Verse 1
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Find out my mental,
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based on instrumental
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Records, so I can write monumental
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Methods, I'm not the king but niggas is decaf
I stick 'em for the CREAM
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Check it, just how deep can shit get,
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get deep as the abyss
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And brothers is mad pissed, accept it
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In your cross colored clothes
you crossed over
Now you're totally crossed out and Kriss Kross
Verse 2
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Who da boss, niggas get tossed to da side
And I'm the dark side
I am the force of course
It's the Method from the Wu Tang
I'll be hectic
and comin' for that head piece, protect it
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Fuck it, two tears in a bucket
Niggas want the ruckus?
Yo bust it at me son, now bust it
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Styles, I get buck wild
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Method (woo) on some shit
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Fuckin' niggas foul son, I'm sick
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Insane crazy, drivin' Miss Daisy
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How the fuck am I?
Now I got mine I'm Swayze
Chorus 1
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Is it real son, lemme know it's real son
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If its really real son, lemme know it's real
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Load it up and kill one
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Load it up and kill one
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Load it up and kill one
Bridge 1
If it's really real
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When I was a little stereo
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I used to be the champion
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Oh, oh, oh
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I always wonder
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When I will be the number one
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Hey, hey, hey
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And now you listen to me Darcon, Darcon
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And all you niggas
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come and test me, test me
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I'm gonna lick out your brains
Verse 3
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Brothers want to hang
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with the Meth', bring a rope
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'Cause the only way you hang is by the neck
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Nigga pump off a set
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comin' through all your projects
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Take it as a threat or better yet, it is a promise
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Comin' from a vet on some old Vietnam shit
You can bet your bottom dollar that I'm on it
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And it'll get even worse,
word to God it's the Wu
Comin' through takin' niggas 'fore they're
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Bridge 2
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Movin' to your left
I came to represent
and carve my name within your chest
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You can come test, realize it's no contest, son
I'm the gun who won that old wild West
Verse 4
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Quick on the draw with my hands on the floor
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Lovin' all those goddamn
monkey rhymes galore
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Check it, 'cause I think not
when this hip-hopslike proper
Rhymes be the proof
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when I'm drinkin' 90 proof vodka
No OJ, no, no straw
When you give it to me yeah, give it to me raw
Bridge 3
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I burn
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Give it to me raw
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I burn
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Chest hairs
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I don't need no chemical blow
to pull no hoe, no
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All I need is chemical bank to pay her up
Chorus 2
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Is it real son, lemme know it's real son
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If its really real son, lemme know it's
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Fuck it up and kill one
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Fuck it up and kill one
Outro 1
Lemme know it's real
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