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Product, of Pain
Carried in, gold chains
I am inhumane, and I do, not feel pain
Friends with the undead
If you dare, come try me
I got an AK, bullets dipped in full hate
Only want, fore-play
She, really like, brains
Bitch, want it more, pain
OD'ed on, morphine
Destined to do great
Humble, before my fate
I am the four-faced
Now, call me a Prophet

Yeah I'm paying money for gettin' the fame, talented as fuck only comes by being Insane, everything I see when I jump on a beat, is like a vision then I'm suddenly droppin' the heat
It goes, pop, pop, spit a bar, drop, I go non stop, everybody try to do me but they fuck up
That's the moment they will see me I'm the product, capable to do anything I set my mind on

Product, of Pain
Carried in, gold chains
I am inhumane, and I do, not feel pain
Friends with the undead
If you dare, come try me
I got an AK, bullets dipped in full hate
Only want, fore-play
She, really like, brains
Bitch, want it more, pain
OD'ed on, morphine
Destined to do great
Humble, before my fate
I am the four-faced
Now, call me a Prophet

They want me detained
Don't wanna see me great
I'm running a campaign, against all of these snakes
I'mma be real straight
This is why I reign
I'm Django the Unchained, breaking from these chains
I won't go to waste, they try to get me framed!
I'm fighting to hold on, don't get in my way!

Blood stains, full of foul play, I'm the drop in a lake, create, ripples like a wave
Blood stains, full of foul play, I'm the drop in a lake, create, ripples like a wave
Blood stains, full of foul play, I'm the drop in a lake, create, ripples like a wave
Blood stains, full of foul play, I'm the drop in a lake, create, ripples like a wave

Written by:
Stefan Carlsson

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