Spit My Pain Away ft. Sounds By Chocco & Ras Jahlil Negasi Lyrics

(If its fire, you already know it's made by Chocco)

I feel the pain going through my brain

Honestly, I might go insane

That's why I put it in my pen

To let it live in my pad

So I can spit it all away

I spit my pain away

I spit my pain away

I feel the pain going through my brain

Honestly, I might go insane

That's why I put it in my pen

To let it live in my pad

So I can spit it all away

I spit my pain away

I spit my pain away

If only you knew exactly what I've been through

If I was you, I'd zip my lips and act a fool

Cause even if you look into my eyes

You wouldn't fathom all the things I've been through

Way back when I was young

Going through everyday struggles like it's no Biggie

With my brain compiling suicidal thoughts

Making them a part of me

Same way that my heart bottled up these hurt feelings

That I got from all those who claimed to love me

Now that I'm spitting all of this

I remember why I wanted to be an astronaut

Why that was my perfect plot to get away from anyone who thought

Like I thought, that I really do deserve to rot

Six feet in the fucking dirt

Sbrr

I feel the pain going through my brain

Honestly, I might go insane

That's why I put it in my pen

To let it live in my pad

So I can spit it all away

I spit my pain away

I spit my pain away

I feel the pain going through my brain

Honestly, I might go insane

That's why I put it in my pen

To let it live in my pad

So I can spit it all away

I spit my pain away

I spit my pain away

I carried it across to the booth

Then put it to definite use

My music's a mirror

And if you listen

Then you are looking at you

They better miss me with all of the bulls

Straight from the bars Sean

Conjure the crew

We are the parts and Sean is the glue

I'm setting the stars

Transcribing the truth

That I see with his eyes

And it's effortless, dude

Infuse it with Sounds

from Chocco the Drew

Coz nobody ask me how do I do

The strength of the bars

You shouldn't confuse

With the definite pains

In the bars that I spew

Have to agree

This music's therapeutic

Can't disagree my flow is maggot fluid

When I'm up in the booth there's a glow I'm exuding

From spitting my pain away

And causing the great debate

Of who's number one in this rap shit

Up in this country, her

But that should be me with my heart on my sleeve

I couldn't give a fuck what you fakers believe

Fuck it, talk to the numbers

Add up my achievements

And it's organic

Past a quarter million

Take it from me that shit is overrated

The goal is to keep the critics debating

Most of the shit that they say is the basic

Rigor mortis as I sit in the lotus

Sip my coffee trying to keep my composure

Till I'm in a coffin

They won't give me my roses

So when my body's in my head on the ocean

There's nothing I came to say

Venting and spitting my pain away

I feel the pain going through my brain

Honestly, I might go insane

That's why I put it in my pen

To let it live in my pad

So I can spit it all away

I spit my pain away

I spit my pain away

I feel the pain going through my brain

Honestly, I might go insane

That's why I put it in my pen

To let it live in my pad

So I can spit it all away

I spit my pain away

I spit my pain away

I feel the pain going through my brain

Honestly, I might go insane

That's why I put it in my pen

To let it live in my pad

So I can spit it all away

I spit my pain away

I spit my pain away