Product of the Pain

Circles ft. Novi Centari & Anita D.

Product Of The Pain

Downfall

All Good ft Ed Summers

Intro

By All Means Necessary

Level Up

Better Days

Play For Play

Priv Freestyle

Top Tier

Storm

I got too much on my mind Lot on my hands too much at a time 
Think its time conjure a plan Moving to survive 
Who but I can conquer the land Common as the air 
Conquer the fear of losing and but keep it fluent in my mind 
Shit thrive on the thought That I treat the grind just like I live life 
So homie I won't die for support 
Weather you listen or not the shit a nigga kick from the top is therapy 
So keep in mind its a sport 
Since u heard life's a bitch get a rubber 
I keep box a magnum gold wrap went I fuck her 
You cumin in her raw and she play u like a sucker 
That bitch dirty as shit u one sick fucker 
I keep her on her good side fuck her til' she cum 
Fuck her til she lose breath fuck her til she numb 
Dick her til she can't scream watch me taker lungs 
Tell the sky I got a fair dream watch me get I done
(Intermission)

As I pick through the ashtray for roaches and such I'm open 
Busting em down get to rollin the dutch 
Its potent get it in focus as im smoking this blunt 
Cause see things just seem to me 
Can't nobody eva say nothing about me I ain't said myself 
I'm cocky I'm self center I maintain myself 
Anger push me to limits can't restrain myself 
I Blackout and say shit I wouldn't say myself 
Took a look at my reflection and Ill say myself 
Can't nobody else help me I got to change myself 
I Don't wanna have discussions why I Hang my belt 
Cuz in this poker game a pretty shitty hand got dealt 
My past my past is was young I was reckless 
8 years in advance I'm hungry relentless 
Motivated my peers come with best shit 
Only stating the real for real nigga check

Self Assessment

Yo I'm just moving til I'm out steady trynna make it 
But these haters on looking trynna crook what I'm about 
Stick your foot up in your mouth your digging your own grave nigga 
Getchu ya own flavor look until I bounce cause I'm just a starving artist 
I turn to South Park they looking all Starving Marvin 
My pocket status Cartman and these niggas can't Stan it 
I kick it like Kenny leave them breathing like Benji these niggas light branded 
I'm doing this for the craft they doing it for that fashion
Doing it for that cash I'm doing it for the passion
Where most these artist lack friction I'm moving with traction 
Where they deliver with fiction ima hand it with facts and 
Any nigga can rhyme about whips, jewelry, skinny pants, them niggas is type chips 
All the while I'm looking over it hoping it might switch 
But it won't til I coast and give em that hype shit right?! 

(Hook x2) 
Flatline I'm talking about the paper we aint talking a dollar no talking about it later(Naw) 
Flatline I'm talking about a hater fuck whatever they talking we talking about the paper 

(Verse) 
Music's the motivation money well that's the bonus 
Give me two fifty a verse, I will attach a notice 
To the receipt reading "Cez is not liable for any violence prior to whoever attached the bogus"
 I'm zoning I'm out my zone but I'm going cause that's the motion
Grinding cause that's the time I'm flowing just like the ocean 
They hating because I'm banking' love it cause who I fuck with 
But all and all ima spit it regardless weather im buzzing or not 
Hugging the block stash tucked in the sock 
No less than a step away my homie clutching a mop to clean niggas 
Bald heads for mister clean niggas and extra for any witness who think they seen niggas 
Its rude but I'm bout my money its cool y'all acting funny
No joking y'all make the funniest moves and I'm just hungry for food 
Raps gonna love me its true and I put on for my city whenever I step in a booth 
And niggas will tell you its truth 

(Hook)

Flatline

Cez - To The Bag

Cez

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