NoGames

I don't feel no more pain
 I don't see no more gain
 I don't want play no games
 Through this I feel the same
 Through my storm feel the rain
 In this form I reign
 From the dust ingrained
 From the trust been strained
 I don't feel no more pain
 I don't see no more gain
 I don't want play no games
 Through this I feel the same
 Through my storm feel the rain
 In this form I reign
 From the dust ingrained
 From the trust been strained
 Salt in my veins
 Though it been sweet
 I seal the day
 Throughout the week
 I been the same
 Throughout the weep
 I been the same
 Throw out the weak
 Seeking the sentences, leaking with messages
 Never been hesitant; only been heaven sent
 I've been the regiment force
 Coarsely on course
 Forceful of course
 Corpse of remorse
 Studying thoughts
 Voicing is hoarse
 Finding the source
 Heal it from nought
 I been on court
 Closing the door
 I been at war
 Yeah
 I been, climbing, for the, diving
 Flying, round no, auto, pilot
 Peace out, side but, there's a, riot
 I don't, like it, guess I'll, fight it
 Guess I'll fight it
 Been on my own island
 Somebody SOS but they on autopilot
 I don't feel no more pain
 I don't see no more gain
 I don't want play no games
 Through this I feel the same
 Through my storm feel the rain
 In this form I reign
 From the dust ingrained
 From the trust been strained
 I don't feel no more pain
 I don't see no more gain
 I don't want play no games
 Through this I feel the same
 Through my storm feel the rain
 In this form I reign
 From the dust ingrained
 From the trust been strained
 Trickle down words though you see that I'm first
 Whistle the hearse so you feel the curse from the church
 I'm filling my purse with the earth
 I'm seeing my mirth's the worst
 I'm a motherfucking phenom breathing feeding demon
 Leaving reeves on all these heathens
 Giving me all the reasons for the weakened
 Living in the freezing beacon, teething
 Been wrestling my mind, still haven't copped a belt
 Trousers keep falling down from these cards I dealt
 Too many tips from the pen though it's felt
 I just been stacking it up on the shelf
 Exterior decorating
 Interior levitating
 Soul been meditating
 Patient I been waiting
 Concentrating fading
 Elated in creating
 Motherfuck a weighting
 Bitch I been the grading
 Bitch I been aiming
 At the target parallel
 Through time parasail
 He look mad as well
 He might grab at hell
 He look mad as well
 He might grab at hell, look
 I don't feel no more pain
 I don't see no more gain
 I don't want play no games
 Through this I feel the same
 Through my storm feel the rain
 In this form I reign
 From the dust ingrained
 From the trust been strained
 I don't feel no more pain
 I don't see no more gain
 I don't want play no games
 Through this I feel the same
 Through my storm feel the rain
 In this form I reign
 From the dust ingrained
 From the trust been strained