Chase & Status - Through The Pain

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Smoking through the pain Stack jibs till it’s high as the roof Hennessy in the booth I get loose when I spit ma truth Had a yee in colly, think that it's cap? Go 'n' ask ma Bruce 22 and don’t know what to do But I’m not gonna take advice from you 15 and 20 live on the mainers Tucked ma yee when the Jakes rolled by I'm tryna see how much bread I can make Why'd you think that I’ve been outside all night? Shift to the next gear 'n' tek this right Tire screech in the mids of the night I’m wearing ma afro out like Jackson Nothing like Mike, there’s blood in ma eyes Said that he’s on me – lies, lies Corn slaps inna blink of an eye Already told man, don’t play wid ya life I'm rolling around wid a hunting knife Bad breed, never really went school But you’d be a fool if you think I'm a fool Real friends, not many at all Why’d you think that the size of the camp is small? Smoking through the pain Stack jibs till it’s high as the roof Hennessy in the booth I get loose when I spit ma truth Had a yee in colly, think that it's cap? Go 'n' ask ma Bruce 22 and don’t know what to do But I’m not gonna take advice from you Smoking through the pain Stack jibs till it’s high as the roof Hennessy in the booth I get loose when I spit ma truth Had a yee in colly, think that it's cap? Go 'n' ask ma Bruce 22 and don’t know what to do But I’m not gonna take advice from you (22 and don’t know what to do) (But I’m not gonna take advice from you) (22 and don’t know what to do) (But I’m not gonna take advice from you) Outside on the mainers I put miles on these SB trainers Nowadays everyone wants favours I guess that it comes with the turf when you're famous I made the most out of what life gave us Made mistakes, who could blame us Mad at the world, who could tame us So we partake in crime that’s heinous Said that he’s on me – lies, lies Corn slaps inna blink of an eye Already told man, don’t play wid ya life I'm rolling around wid a hunting knife Bad breed, never really went school But you’d be a fool if you think I'm a fool Real friends, not many at all Why’d you think that the size of the camp is small? Smoking through the pain Smoking through the pain Stack jibs till it’s high as the roof Hennessy in the booth I get loose when I spit ma truth Had a yee in colly, think that it's cap? Go 'n' ask ma Bruce 22 and don’t know what to do But I’m not gonna take advice from you (22 and don’t know what to do) (But I’m not gonna take advice from you) (22 and don’t know what to do) (But I’m not gonna take advice from you) Smoking through the pain Stack jibs till it’s high as the roof Hennessy in the booth I get loose when I spit ma truth Had a yee in colly, think that it's cap? Go 'n' ask ma Bruce 22 and don’t know what to do But I’m not gonna take advice from you
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