Artist: Cappadonna f/ Lounge Lo, Pike
Album:  n/a
Song:   Pain is Love (Premix)
Typed by: Cno Evil

[Chorus: Cappadonna] 
Pain is love, that's what this nigga told me 
I keep washin' my face with blunts and O.E. 
Mix coke with dust, still can hold me 
What made ya muthafuckas think you control me? 

[Lounge Lo] 
Staten Island been wildin', so Osama's nothing 
And my niggas out in Brooklyn said Saddam was frontin' 
Gotta squad, what you think, it ain't no guns or something? 
Picture Me Rollin', holdin' less than a one or somethin' 
You fake faggots, yeah we got that big automatic 
Like, Bruce Willis and the Jackal type, yeah, right 
You wanna see it? Then get on my nerves 
Oh you live, and I'm gettin' money spit on my curb 
In the hood where it get no harder, only tougher 
Crack fiends suffer, baby moms, baby brother 
Hustlin', still forty off a hundred packs 
I'd rather lounge in the back of the bar 
Me and my dog throw crack in the jar 
Listen to this rap star, while I sit back in the car 
And I told ya'll niggas how the Staten rock 
We don't, trick on chicks, yo we clap them shots 
You get caught if you ask a lot, like you don't know 
And where you at, then ya ass is got 

[Chorus] 

[Cappadonna] 
Aiyo, I came into this game on some real love shit 
And ya'll bitch ass niggas, ya'll wanted me to quit 
Because the way I dress ill and the way that I spit 
But I ain't never gon' stop, droppin' these joints 
And ya'll fake ass niggas, ya'll ain't gettin' no points 
Don't try to sabotage me, cuz you just can't do it 
You had me in the Square, last year, but you blew it 
Big Donna from the group home, that's my word 
Splash shots at your whip, splash shots at your bird 
Leave your brains and your Gucci boots up on the curb 
Pillage for life, Allah's will be the most superb 
Smoke weed with the cannon, smoke the herb 
So bow down, all you crab ass clowns you can't live 
My gun's on empty, but it's more shots to give 
I pop you like a slave cop, run in your crib 
Throw darts at your wife, throw darts at your kid 
Leave your house flooded with hits like O.J. did 
Escapin' the crime scene and you love how I slid 

[Chorus]

[Pike]
Yo yo yo yo
The ressurection of the icon
Select the side-arm from deadly python
Blow holes through Megatron *cut off*