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smoke the pain away by potluck feat. twiztid
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Potluck
Potluck
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Potluck
Potluck
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James Kerri
James Kerri
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JOSHUA LEIDERMAN
JOSHUA LEIDERMAN
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Paul Methric
Paul Methric
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Jamie Spaniolo
Jamie Spaniolo
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Pain, can't live with all this pain Pain, time to smoke some Mary Jane It's raining, it's foggy, it's so so cold I'm running so low on dough, I'm so so broke I'm lonely, my girlfriend won't hold me What have I become, I'm a loser, I'm a phony I'm losing all my homies, lately, I don't even know me No one to console me, no one can't control me Maybe I'm addicted cause when I get lifted My spirits shifted and then I think I'm gifted I'm so crazy, back and forth schizophrenic maybe, I don't know All I know is when I blow the dro, I'm good to go It heels my soul, now I can face the world, embrace the world And remember, never ever chase a girl Learn to make a change and try to maintain No wood brain or candy pain, but I got Mrs. Mary Jane She takes away the pain so I can not complain Just put the pot up in the bowl everyday to stop the rain I'm like all the losers so I gotta smoke this pain away (I gotta smoke this pain away) Same shit, different day, I smoke this pain away (I smoke this pain away) Life is hella painful so nothing ever goes my way But with haters say that I smoke this pain away We the fountain of imperfection, my connection to affection is a cold embrace Attached to a sour face, no more love for me, I'm ugly, I'm a smoke the pain away No cuts for me, I'm bloody and these stars are here to stay Every damn lightweight through the world I'm on a mission with my fate being the outcome Of all my decisions and my wishes are just that, they mixed up all my dreams A chance to turn a chaotic life and make it so green I'm a dreamer in my own right without a question imaginatin my assassination just like I'm john lennon I'm a VIP at some point even at death picture and people desecratin my grave with no respect Smoke one for me, shit, smoke three I'm stressed So much smoke in my lungs that I'm feeling like I'm losing my breath And I'm feeling there's nothing left for me cause life is so strange If It wasn't for the pain and I wouldn't have a thang Pain, can't live with all this pain Pain, time to smoke some mary jane Low on my cash and goin nowhere fast I got just enough to function cause I'm smoking on grass Catch me up in the pad missin the chances I had Reminiscin on the bad hopin I could buy a bag I'm smoking on a blunt, got a problem, rolled it up Mama tell me that I'm special but I keep on fucking up My lady say she love me but I say she had enough I keep my feelings bottled up and hope she never brings it up The pain thinking different would be way too much to handle Some people live in Disney world smile in Orlando My life is filled with misery, I'm singin a soprano The hurt I feel is real so I rap over pianos Pass over a joint so I can puff away the pain It's way too late to change the thoughts it's runnin through my brain It's solvin my problems only argue it through So I smoke blunt with chronics instead of swallowin bullets I'm sitting at cemeteries holding it down Watchin the rain drops with my reflection hittin the ground I see an angel pointing at my direction wearin a frown I feel the pain but there ain't a thang I can do for it now I feel strange so now I'm letting the smoke build I got enough pressure to deal with that's on the real pimpin I can admit it, I'm a addicted and all that The weed keeps me from killin people who wanna laugh at Instead I give you the atched tracks when I'm waxed Magic is black like I'm blown, I'll spit your back pack Might even kidnap your little rat So thank to god for the weed cause it's helping me get passed that I'm on a fast track to hell is what they're telling me But I'll just tell em all to fuck off ain't no helping me That's why I sell them, see the friends and family My kids don't even like me, fuck it, homie, roll the weed Pain, can't live with all this pain Pain, time to smoke some Mary Jane
Writer(s): Dexter G Wansel, Patrick Douthit, Malik Cox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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