Flowing Pains

FLOWING PAINS (D.ValentS, D. Franks) Rock Rock Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel You can tell by my actions When I get flowing pains My mood starts to swing The ink is leaving stains Bleeding out the bars Concepts start to gush Thoughts racing My mind starts to rush Intoxicated lush Like I been swigging blush Face all red It's like I'm half dead Hartbeat slows Till I get em off my head My whole existence Hangin by a thread My vitals improve A period of peace Til another track Is ready for release At times I can't sleep It keeps me awake Suffer from insomnia How much more can I take Rhymes irregular All I do is write Nocturnal animal No artificial light Comes out best at night Left right left right For this honorable discharge I should earn a stripe Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel The flow is light at first Until I start to curse Then the mad phat fluid Soaking up the verse Old school use a pad for support The issues that I sort Some subjects I abort If they coming out as defects On writers block I leave a spot My raps just that hot My stomachs in a knot It thickens like a plot Then my thoughts unclot Call the ambulance Somebody get swat Damn this pain Dangerous to my health Chemical romance Really feelin' myself Maybe I'm imbalanced Check the EQ Clairvoyant when i'm in pain I seek you Euphoric when I get metaphoric It's metaphysical I just can't ignore it No form of contraception It's immaculate conception And since you heard the best You won't accept any exceptions Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel I hold the flow Like the body holds it's water Once a month I experience lyrical slaughter Bloody massacre Mc's call it Flowing Pains Cuz we rather get it off ours brains Then get some brains My eyes dilate like a cervix It's coming from my cortex So I refrain from sex And like a prize fighter I don't drink I don't smoke But I bloat others full of shit I'm filled with the illest shit I ever wrote That's why I bloat I don't mean to gloat But murder murder he wrote Like the lunar cycle One with full moons I spit for the goons And write these Looney Tunes I need some Motrin or an instrumental Can't settle they a mess from the menstrual No seven days I ain't sayin this some bitch shit Just a way to describe The pain of writing hit shit Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel Giving mics menstrual cycles Streets disciple I rock beats that mega trifel