Pain in Variety Lyrics
| Song | Pain in Variety |
| Artist | Lloyd Banks |
| Album | FNO |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1] | |
| I'm backtracking, gripping up again | |
| Ain't no luck in these *******es, only trust my pen | |
| I drop them off, don't tuck they gems | |
| What's up with spin? | |
| My tin cutting wind in a custom rim | |
| I'm here now, took long. Sue me. I'm all Louie | |
| Wrecking *******t, yeah! Yours truly, a bomb movie | |
| I'm a trip, yeah! Tour smoothly, I'm bored usually | |
| Y'all bars border mine, that's up, they going to choose me | |
| I'm clapping, rapping like a drawn Uzi | |
| I'm backing traffic, matching all jewelry | |
| You dirty bastard, don't you go and screw me | |
| Nothing but Gs down here, dawg, my floor is gucci | |
| Non-sucker, telly and a five star supper | |
| Black diamond your skully, my mind suffer | |
| Guess you a lucky muther*******a | |
| You survived to 21 and ain't at least one touched ya | |
| [Hook] | |
| It's a struggle to stay alive | |
| You don't think I'm going to make it | |
| I can tell it all in your eyes | |
| I'm going to make them drop their faces and tell'em to pick'em up | |
| I'm a show up all these places with cases, getting drunk | |
| I can't wait to see you hoes with the vapors | |
| What you want? | |
| I want every ******* thing in this world | |
| Fast cars, diamond, and girls | |
| You suitin' up to lose, don’t play | |
| The green paper make the *******t go away | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Pain variety in my society | |
| Death to the government. I know they lie to me | |
| No apology through this odyssey | |
| King got to be, shape sounds, rap pottery | |
| No one hot as me, all honesty | |
| Through this design I provide I'm all kind of flee | |
| You about free as your ancestors | |
| How you going to get the answers? | |
| You don't understand the questions | |
| Can you hear me out there? I'm alone | |
| At times I feel like I'm trapped inside the zone | |
| Mind lapse while I get home, sidetrack get ya the throne | |
| Southside's on my back. This is the dome | |
| We rip pictures of shown | |
| *******'em out of show love, they showing hate | |
| Real ******* in my way - no surrender, no mistake | |
| You make it out this hell hole, it's nothing but luck | |
| Same forces, hand newspaper, print the cover up | |
| [Hook] |
| Verse 1 | |
| I' m backtracking, gripping up again | |
| Ain' t no luck in these es, only trust my pen | |
| I drop them off, don' t tuck they gems | |
| What' s up with spin? | |
| My tin cutting wind in a custom rim | |
| I' m here now, took long. Sue me. I' m all Louie | |
| Wrecking t, yeah! Yours truly, a bomb movie | |
| I' m a trip, yeah! Tour smoothly, I' m bored usually | |
| Y' all bars border mine, that' s up, they going to choose me | |
| I' m clapping, rapping like a drawn Uzi | |
| I' m backing traffic, matching all jewelry | |
| You dirty bastard, don' t you go and screw me | |
| Nothing but Gs down here, dawg, my floor is gucci | |
| Nonsucker, telly and a five star supper | |
| Black diamond your skully, my mind suffer | |
| Guess you a lucky muther a | |
| You survived to 21 and ain' t at least one touched ya | |
| Hook | |
| It' s a struggle to stay alive | |
| You don' t think I' m going to make it | |
| I can tell it all in your eyes | |
| I' m going to make them drop their faces and tell' em to pick' em up | |
| I' m a show up all these places with cases, getting drunk | |
| I can' t wait to see you hoes with the vapors | |
| What you want? | |
| I want every thing in this world | |
| Fast cars, diamond, and girls | |
| You suitin' up to lose, don' t play | |
| The green paper make the t go away | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Pain variety in my society | |
| Death to the government. I know they lie to me | |
| No apology through this odyssey | |
| King got to be, shape sounds, rap pottery | |
| No one hot as me, all honesty | |
| Through this design I provide I' m all kind of flee | |
| You about free as your ancestors | |
| How you going to get the answers? | |
| You don' t understand the questions | |
| Can you hear me out there? I' m alone | |
| At times I feel like I' m trapped inside the zone | |
| Mind lapse while I get home, sidetrack get ya the throne | |
| Southside' s on my back. This is the dome | |
| We rip pictures of shown | |
| ' em out of show love, they showing hate | |
| Real in my way no surrender, no mistake | |
| You make it out this hell hole, it' s nothing but luck | |
| Same forces, hand newspaper, print the cover up | |
| Hook |
| Verse 1 | |
| I' m backtracking, gripping up again | |
| Ain' t no luck in these es, only trust my pen | |
| I drop them off, don' t tuck they gems | |
| What' s up with spin? | |
| My tin cutting wind in a custom rim | |
| I' m here now, took long. Sue me. I' m all Louie | |
| Wrecking t, yeah! Yours truly, a bomb movie | |
| I' m a trip, yeah! Tour smoothly, I' m bored usually | |
| Y' all bars border mine, that' s up, they going to choose me | |
| I' m clapping, rapping like a drawn Uzi | |
| I' m backing traffic, matching all jewelry | |
| You dirty bastard, don' t you go and screw me | |
| Nothing but Gs down here, dawg, my floor is gucci | |
| Nonsucker, telly and a five star supper | |
| Black diamond your skully, my mind suffer | |
| Guess you a lucky muther a | |
| You survived to 21 and ain' t at least one touched ya | |
| Hook | |
| It' s a struggle to stay alive | |
| You don' t think I' m going to make it | |
| I can tell it all in your eyes | |
| I' m going to make them drop their faces and tell' em to pick' em up | |
| I' m a show up all these places with cases, getting drunk | |
| I can' t wait to see you hoes with the vapors | |
| What you want? | |
| I want every thing in this world | |
| Fast cars, diamond, and girls | |
| You suitin' up to lose, don' t play | |
| The green paper make the t go away | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Pain variety in my society | |
| Death to the government. I know they lie to me | |
| No apology through this odyssey | |
| King got to be, shape sounds, rap pottery | |
| No one hot as me, all honesty | |
| Through this design I provide I' m all kind of flee | |
| You about free as your ancestors | |
| How you going to get the answers? | |
| You don' t understand the questions | |
| Can you hear me out there? I' m alone | |
| At times I feel like I' m trapped inside the zone | |
| Mind lapse while I get home, sidetrack get ya the throne | |
| Southside' s on my back. This is the dome | |
| We rip pictures of shown | |
| ' em out of show love, they showing hate | |
| Real in my way no surrender, no mistake | |
| You make it out this hell hole, it' s nothing but luck | |
| Same forces, hand newspaper, print the cover up | |
| Hook |
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