[Intro: Pinhead (Doug Bradley)]

Pain? How dare you use that word!

[Bridge: ClockworC]

Pain is my motivator, innovator of my hate

Grab a cold plate, lickin' it clean

Ain't no Rolaid's, let a heart flame, no soul lays for me

Let it own you, let it flow through, it's old news

Been sufferin, servin' it back, let it clash like gods do

Na na, lose fools, means death

That's somethin' I won't do

Life is war, I'm so true

Breaking hard horns with the truth hard as

[Verse 1: ClockworC]

Rage and my father got up out a cage

And then It ook a bit of truth and made him play my game, my way

Hi-hi-highway, no gauge, race fate

Rubber to the road among a million rats

While you thinkin' I'll be flickin' tongue, hangin' out back

Rough draft when I roll through, cold brew, throwback, yeah

Yackity yack is all you doin' while you livin' true

And I'll be takin' away, stewing in the shame

Ball game, my brain's doin' tidal waves

It's a sure thing, no cocaine, you gon' feel this

I'm a realist, I'ma bleed with blinds

[Seat sit?] bull rock shit 'til my people get and gon' see split

Pain-weathered pants, what we have is a toxicly wasted relationship

Sip a little bit of power then get drunk with it

Cut my wrist, thinkin' that again I heard you

Rent space in my mind, chasin' to find virtue

It's too late past curfew, turn blue in a mask

Blackened a soul glued to the past, never gonna grow

All alone like a lot of us and we all gonna be dyin', no low

Hoe, no volcano a flamethrower to me

'Cause I tried to be something but I am pain!

[Chorus: ClockworC]

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel me

I'ma make you feel my pain

I'ma make you feel this pain (Yay!)

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel me

I'ma make you feel my pain

I'ma make you feel this pain

[Verse 2: ClockworC]

I tried to be this but turned into that

Skin so damn thick, yeah, your boy, I am glad I be

Donkey-kong-ing all your bitches, fire up in a barrel

Feedin' and I dick it

Now I'm a man, a myth, a legend in the flesh

I get a bed of nails and I hit it in it

I'ma get a cold welcome home from that devil when I die

But I got these nine lives like that tiger in my eye

I-I captain, let's crash this ship, catfish my problems

'Cause they'll find me and they love what they see (Ooh yeah, darling)

John Wilkes Booth out of the booth, shoot truth you can't handle

I'm shakin' and breakin' all hands, hold no candle

I'm no good, goods damaged

But I'm damn good at bringin' damage

I'm famished, I'll ham-burgle all beef, bitch, hand it

Shawl blended an Amish punani

But dammit, I'll kill it and eat it like mommy or Bambi

I'm drillin' a fetus but all of y'all Daddy

And got it on feed and beat on all of y'all granny

I'm chilly, the realer appear to me

No gettin' rid of me, bringin' no sympathy

Chimp in the middle, you end of the centipede mane

I am pain!

[Chorus: ClockworC]

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel me

I'ma make you feel my pain

I'ma make you feel this pain (Yay!)

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel me

I'ma make you feel my pain

I'ma make you feel this pain

[Verse 3: C-Mob]

Clack clack then it's rat-tat

Better back-back when the Glock erupt

Scratch that 'cause I'm past that

Never backtrack, I will not be stuck

Stack racks, I attack tracks and they slap that like a hockey puck

Sad sack, if you act whack, you'll get laughed at 'cause you got me fucked

Up, I am like a Cenobite creepin' in the night and I told you hoes

You don't really wanna feel my pain, it'll put you into overload

Bloodthirst and I must bite

Guns burst that I clutch tight

Much pain you will go through

I'ma show you, we have such sights

[Fingerpaint?], fully painted, so heinous, I'm a sadist

If you think of all the pain you ever had, I guarantee that this'll be the greatest

You're the latest one to experience my torturous

Pain, screaming, feelin' like a pack of demons came up and corned us

So much that I've been through, I know the evil that men do

First hand, they're the worst and I'll be sure to cut 'em like a Ginsu

Until I'm layin' in the dirt, I be puttin' work in this game

I'm C-Mob and I told you that I am pain!

[Chorus: ClockworC]

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel me

I'ma make you feel my pain

I'ma make you feel this pain (Yay!)

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel this

I'ma make you feel me

I'ma make you feel my pain

I'ma make you feel this pain

[Outro: Pinhead (Doug Bradley)]

I am pain!