Unknown pain by Tornxtantum Lyrics
[Intro]
Fuck what you claim till this knife hit your vein get one to the brain please say I'm insane ay
[Verse 1]
Pop me a xan now I feel like ima trip (what), high off a plan now we gonna take a trip (yeah), fuck what you think bitch, extra extraordinary ain't no ordinary group(yeah) , if I say who them (yeah) niggas gon shoot, one in the head and this blade to the throat, take it to throne, now these niggas got no hope, I'm high off these fumes bitch, we pop at (ay) your funeral bitch, half (ay) of these niggas start looking clueless (ayyyy), I make these bitches work if they catching a fade, these niggas can get murk when I pull the ratchet blade (yeah), you talking some shit that my niggas observe how you behave, made you scared to walk or take your girl out on a date, these niggas they baby you homie, you still acting phony, when you with your boys you get very fucking flirty, I heard about yo baby boy Cody, now I see you taking codeine
[Verse 2]
My shooter made me a promise to put him in the dirt, "is he hurt? " bitch of course, he a fucking corpse (ay) , not the type to (ay) take it to court, this anger still lurks, if the perc don't work then I take a few more
[Interlude]
Ay, yeah, to the unknown, torn off your vocal, unknown, to the unknown, to the unknown, I have xans etc, I have xans etc, I have xans etc, (to the unknown)
[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah, (murk) bitch hit my phone said he want all the pain, I hit up his bitch said he haves no bank, bitch I'm insane when this blunt in my face, and this blade to your vein, still wanna play safe?
[Outro]
Waste, blade you wanna taste? Raid paint, wanna fade? Red paint, hold my blade, when you take my fist, blood on yo face, waste, blade, you wanna taste? Raid paint, you wanna fade? Red paint, hold my blade, when you take my fist, blood on my face
Fuck what you claim till this knife hit your vein get one to the brain please say I'm insane ay
[Verse 1]
Pop me a xan now I feel like ima trip (what), high off a plan now we gonna take a trip (yeah), fuck what you think bitch, extra extraordinary ain't no ordinary group(yeah) , if I say who them (yeah) niggas gon shoot, one in the head and this blade to the throat, take it to throne, now these niggas got no hope, I'm high off these fumes bitch, we pop at (ay) your funeral bitch, half (ay) of these niggas start looking clueless (ayyyy), I make these bitches work if they catching a fade, these niggas can get murk when I pull the ratchet blade (yeah), you talking some shit that my niggas observe how you behave, made you scared to walk or take your girl out on a date, these niggas they baby you homie, you still acting phony, when you with your boys you get very fucking flirty, I heard about yo baby boy Cody, now I see you taking codeine
[Verse 2]
My shooter made me a promise to put him in the dirt, "is he hurt? " bitch of course, he a fucking corpse (ay) , not the type to (ay) take it to court, this anger still lurks, if the perc don't work then I take a few more
[Interlude]
Ay, yeah, to the unknown, torn off your vocal, unknown, to the unknown, to the unknown, I have xans etc, I have xans etc, I have xans etc, (to the unknown)
[Verse 3]
Yeah, yeah, (murk) bitch hit my phone said he want all the pain, I hit up his bitch said he haves no bank, bitch I'm insane when this blunt in my face, and this blade to your vein, still wanna play safe?
[Outro]
Waste, blade you wanna taste? Raid paint, wanna fade? Red paint, hold my blade, when you take my fist, blood on yo face, waste, blade, you wanna taste? Raid paint, you wanna fade? Red paint, hold my blade, when you take my fist, blood on my face