Lyrics Chris Travis

Chris Travis

Pain Felt

I see them laughing and joking but I don't play around

White creases, white tees, the angel's in your town

Lay my hand on my head as I feel her soul

I feel the pain though it's burning black like some coal

She wanna be famous so I'ma make it go

I'm not to call for the reconstruction of these hoes

I make them fall if they never standing on they toes

You niggas lost I can't tell if you a friend or foe

I be the boss I don't lose sleep or my hope

And I will fall before I ever let you glow

I make it Fall, Spring, Winter, I'ma make it snow

Now watch the global warming when the heat wave approach

They come up to me like Chris you know you do the most

I ran the whole damn planet out this universe

And every earthquake is another verse

And every hurricane wash away your whole turf

Bitch I'm thugging with my niggas from my own clique

And they all bosses too they got they own shit

And if a nigga fucking test me he gon get his

And these bitches wanna say just come over the hill

Boy you niggas ain't for real, shit

Blood, sweat and tears I ain't even touched a mill

Got a smooth ass flow probably give your bitch the chills

It's so motherfucking gifted but it's deadly so it kills

And it's no comparing it cause it will splatter shit

I'm a motherfucking dragon, backwood ashing bitch

Fuck you niggas talking bout, put them in a slaughter house

I will fucking beat you shattered then drag your body out

I'm a motherfucking monster what the fuck I'm talking bout

Since some things take control and won't ever make it out

I'm sorry mama...