Lyrics Painful Gains - Griot , Marinate , Josh Marks

I see ya′ll egos filled with false pride
Cause it's filled with lies
It′s a disguise
Which fill you with nothing inside
Let me show you something real

I feel the wind in my sails again
I need dirt underneath my nails again
For what's it worth
Shouldn't nobody wanna shake hands with him
Breaking bones
Y′all are just making clones out of mannequins
You′ll get out worked through these sentences
Verbal mac truck fond of smacking stuck venison
Guts on the grill
Lil too late for medicine
Grab the pen
And script demise to opponents
I promise they goners
Got em paranoid
And sweating like hotboxing a sauna
Atta boy
Let em know about the way you was brought up
Man Joshy
It was all good a week ago
But when you spitting truth
Eventually they gon believe it
So I'll provide for you that real
And let you peep beneath the soul
Like the bottom of my kicks
And the tops of spitters domes
Send em home Josh Marks spots
Every bar a bullseye
Ain′t no race to the throne
I'm already gone

To get the gains
What′s worth the pain
Man You getting gassed up
Like you propane ay
You could smell defeat
The way I'm kicking these beats and
I could tell you cheap
Cause you don′t talk spit what you mean

To get the gains
What's worth the pain
Man You getting gassed up
Like you propane ay
You could smell defeat
The way I'm kicking these beats and
I could tell you cheap
Cause you don′t spit what you mean

My first verse without curses since i was 15
Been 3 years the flow′s only become way more clean
You don't know? You soon know
Where the dough? The blue notes
Air max my shoe tho you dropped a track kudos
It′s type wack but you know
Thats you tho the usual
My dreams is coming too close
Believe it like Naruto
My people taking over
I feel like Prince Zuko
Your voodoo work on who though
You cannot fool a fool though
Im stupid as a dodo
I peep you through the peephole
You stuck in front a locked door
The key is stick to the code
Goes to show
That fronting don't amount to none
You think you sounding tough
You not astounding us
All that capping dawg
You need a gown or some?
You college bound or some?
Keep it down for once

Hah hah hah hah
Hah hah hah hah
Hah hah hah hah hah

To get the gains
What′s worth the pain
Man You getting gassed up
Like you propane ay
You could smell defeat
The way I'm kicking these beats and
I could tell you cheap
Cause you don′t talk spit what you mean

To get the gains
What's worth the pain
Man You getting gassed up
Like you propane ay
You could smell defeat
The way I'm kicking these beats and
I could tell you cheap
Cause you don′t spit what you mean

Ey
Go Back and Get it
Cause you missed my mail
Don′t you see I'm making waves?
Check the Richter scale
Gaining more composure
As I′m getting older
I'm sitting with the jews
And ain′t everything kosher
They paying off the popo
To pick off a boatload
Of people who skin
Built like hot cocoa
I still don't know
How they hate my fro fro flow
Its okay cause the skin tough
Like buf-fa-lo
They thinking I′m not sober
Saying I got no culture
Yet every where I see me man
They some culture vultures
They scavenge and hunt
To see what they can find
But I'm a predator
And I'mma eat what′s mine
Dog eat dog world
Call me Chinese man
I′m about my money
I don't miss fees man
I learned that time isn′t money
But there's value in time
Invest it all in these lines
And doing you ain′t no crime man
No need to fake it man
My heat bake the sand
I treat beats like my name
Anita Baker and
Smooth with some "Sweet Love"
Yelling out thank you Jesus
They try to take the visa-s
Cause they don't wanna see us
Flows strike like lightening
You could forget the Vicodin
And I ain′t ever need drugs
To see my enlightenment
Not conceded
Nor will I ever concede
Proceed to get proceedings
That's the way I impede
Lord

To get the gains
What's worth the pain
Man You getting gassed up
Like you propane ay
You could smell defeat
The way I′m kicking these beats and
I could tell you cheap
Cause you don′t talk spit what you mean

To get the gains
What's worth the pain
Man You getting gassed up
Like you propane ay
You could smell defeat
The way I′m kicking these beats and
I could tell you cheap
Cause you don't spit what you mean

Ey Teach me how to
Teach me Teach me how to woah
Teach me how to
Teach me Teach me how to flow
Propane
All ya′ll gassed up
The flow cocaine
You can't pass up
Yo it′s the only thing
I'd tell you to do the only drug I'd ever tell you to do
Listen to this damn music man
New Day New Change
It make you feel okay
That′t that Bob reference right there