Testi Pain - Zion

Pain

You won’t muzzle through my oh, oh, oh\nYou won’t muzzle through my pain yeah\nOh, oh!\nI was quivering and shivering\nScissoring through rivers kept it dim and brim\nMomma think my tolerance is tinsel thin\nBelittling positioning, hollered since before 1st granny kicked it in\nSitting in honors just to make her happy\nKiss her quick, cuz the dust is known to settle sadly\nGot a bone to pick, flown to heaven skies\nFor the Soul thrifter snatch a fit in disguised of a seraph\nA terrace where the terror is, sui like a terrorist\nEmbarrassment, plagued like step-backs and snatch backs\nSo foul how you call that, I’m Erron with the paws, black\nHeckler juggling tricks Ryan Sheckler\nI was ripping im no shredder\nStrips in the skin cyan hue know I’m bent\nWoe is me, deflecting mirrors of my, effigy\nRent is owed, but the the demons not paying taxing on my soul\nKnees gave out from praying, yeah\nShoutout J Wade, uh\nYou won’t muzzle through my oh, oh, oh\nYeah, you won’t muzzle through my pain, Nigga\nUh, these niggas must be shittin me\nMuzzled through my struggles I hustled to find the missing piece\nStayed all in my duffel ain’t fumble I saw epiphanies\nI’ve been through the tundra my nigga I never missed a beat\nMy dad was always bonkers my mom was a Dalai Lama\nMixed with a Yokohama, engine inside her soul I was different from all them\nmonsters My demons just couldn’t chase me I was hungry from the start but\nFeeling like a steppingstone, head ain’t strong, better gone\nLooking for a wifey but, all I find is better hoes\nIf you ever listened you could mimic all these telescopes\nMissing in the distance of all I need for me is heavy dome\nAnd happy homes, all on my wishlist you look like Christmas\nI’ve been kissing on your ass for forgiveness, you ain’t with it\nI dismissed my only mission it’s okay I’ll find a different bitch\nJust don’t cause me Pain when I’m fucking on your friends and shit\nBitch\nAH!