Kobain (Cold Pain)

Kobain! Kobain!! I be thinking I'm Kobain No Gun to my brain/ I be thinking I'm Kobain No Gun to my brain/ Kobaaaiiin.... Cold pain Aye Hun .... Chemical warfare in my brain tonight/ I be on a self destruct mode I just want to put a gun to my brain/ call me kobain I just wanna, let it go/ whats left in this world to be gained by QC I will be in a room full of friends/ and still feels like, hell on the loose -huuuuuuun I'm the clown of the class/ I be thinking about them, looking at me I've been robbed of my will to live/ I be doubting me, they be thinking i got fire in my soul How i wish, how i wish/ the water in my body wasn't running dry I b thinking I'm Kobain/ this gun to my brain no more No more, no more tears / no more tears to cry I just want to be done with this life of mine/ I be, I be thinking I'm kobain This gun, this gun , this gun to my brain/ fry my brain with this high tonight I be smoking weed / I be sniffing lines I be getting high/ hell can't be any worse than this Picture my body hanging from a noose/ black man killed in a white man's world again This time around, the KKK is me/ maybe them still, yea yea They reversed how to hang us/ Now we gangsters in the city Jobless warriors on a suicide mission hun/ kill myself or kill my brother yea yea Jail or burial/ see how they flipped the script I be thinking Im kobain, kobain, cold pain huh aye Wake up QC, wake up QC/ the story of a G is better said in a live picture Don't think you kobain/ be alive for the future Dead this thoughts of kobain/ Pick his greatness instead So i picked this booth/ to speak my truth If this don't work/ rename me kobain I'm not thinking no more of this gun to my brain/ i found a way , to d light To speak my truth/ so, let QC go, let me free, let me run, let me fly Let me not think no more of kobain, kobain, no more gun to my brain/ no more no more no more gun to my brain/ let me not fry no more my brain I got words to say/ stories to tell The stories of a G like me gotta end in a better way, than they thought So, I’m not gone die, in a way that they want No gun to my brain/ Im not kobain, no way , no way , no way I’m not kobain Ima pick the truth tonight/ Ima pick his truth tonight Ima speak , speak my truth tonight/ no gun, no gun My will to live still alive in my soul tonight Ima walk to the truth/ ima walk / ima sing my truth tonight No gun, no gun, no gun, no gun to my brain/ no im not kobain Don’t rename me/ still, still QC Im still QC, no gun, no gun, no gun to my brain Nah, eff that