Teksty:
Pro Pain Against The Grain

built to last How can you stoop so low The fate of our futures in the past There's nowhere for us to go but Against the grain Politics is business And

got that grey Seville, and that grey cup holder, grippin on tha grain cause so much pain, to that P-a-t, I see ya flippin with tha grain, watch they see

play the game, as if you got a royal flush But if you don't cool off, you just might get touched I grind against the grain, and your brain like a crush

, a change is gonna come You hear the 'suuuu?' Wu-Tang is gonna come And my vocals, they gonna bang on the drum You go against the grain you will hang

my lungs collapse Then relax until my knack for tracks Bring it back, on time When I rhyme my rep remain Either go against the grain or your ass is found

comin'. [Instrumental Chorus] [2nd verse] She said it's the same since I came and rained it's still hard. You can stimulate the brain, feel the god. It's hard to go against the grain

Boy] I keep my brain on some change Some change on my brain Picture its gon mean the same thang Yea a playa maintain neva go against the grain Known to bring pain

my lungs collapse Then relax until my knack for tracks Bring it back, on time When I rhyme my rep remain Either go against the grain or your ass is found

'ing, you ain't nothing like me I wreck the flow, whenever I feel like I go hard, just like I'm a steel pipe I bring the pain, bring the game I changed