[Intro: CJay]

Ha—No More Pain

I represent real hip-hop, not necessarily old school

You hear that beat—that's foreign

And my brother, Noex, told me to do this shit

So don't get mad at me—get mad at that nigga

Fuck you ate for breakfast?

[Verse: CJay]

They say, "Prophecy you the best hands down who got props"

I do not stop and motherfucker you not hot

I'm in the coupe drop top, the roof got chopped

Just like these rappers, braggin' bout the shit I do not got

Like man I'm Yosemite Sam with two Glocks cocked

I do pop shots to make your fuckin' crew hop scotch

And fuck you cops cause you cock block

Killuminati, spit the shit that got 2Pac shot

I was born in 93', the greatest died in 96'

And I'm as sick, but ain't no tellin' how sick my sinus is

Ever since I was six I was bothered by tolerance

But I'll admit, I made these promises to make my momma rich

A promise is a promise bitch, but I am fond of it

Surprised a bit? This the first you heard me on some violent shit?

Freestylin', wildin' with Noex and Dominick

They deserve a scholarship the way they smoke that Marijauna spliff

That's Highgrade, don't mind me, hey my mind aches

Cause I stayed for five days inside a live cave

People say I am brave, no worries cause I pray

That god saves us and blacks don't ever die slaves

So many years on this rotten planet, Cotten handin'

White man forgot they manners I can't stand it, dammit I'm

Blood Diamond flossin', yes my time is often

If I die a marksman, you can bury me inside a diamond coffin

A king soon to begat princes and princesses

Bitches wearin' these thin dresses to impress us

Real men love you regardless, I wanna see where your heart is

To be honest about it I don't want that to be my daughters

Embarrasin', niggas is arrogant

Scared to have babies, don't fuck a bitch and become a parent then

Claimin' you grown but you can't take care of your own

Now you need you a loan 'cause child support won't leave you alone

The female's death strangle, screamin' out let's tango

With two of these square ass niggas who turned to rectangles

I got the balls, she witnessed it from the best angles

She the type to hold my right nut and let the left dangle

I'm too damn dope, what if both of my hands broke

Writin' in first person and dyin' from second handsmoke

In that case you would have to believe that I am dope

Cause I ain't trynna toot my own horn, this ain't a band joke

Fucked her when she was plankin', wrapped her in a sheet and blanket

She was drinkin' so I don't know what the fuck she was thinkin'

Say she want a new whip, well I guess she needs a spankin'

Prophecy gave you this dick, you should get on your knees and thank him

Fuck an Aretha Franklin, respect these high nipples

I'll tickle and I'll hit you until you die crippled

Visit the hospital, I whipped you with my pistol

Official the first drive by riding my bicycle

Disrespectful sayin' I'm little

And how a real man supposed to suck you dry til you's a Popsicle

Noex hit you, samurai split you now ya moms miss you

You In the backyard brutally eaten by five pitbulls