Blueprint, Illogic - Pain (Blueprint Who) lyrics
[Blueprint, Illogic - Pain Blueprint Who lyrics]
Alright, let's talk about pain on this one
It ain't that bad you know you
Gotta go through that shit
If you ever felt that shit any kind of pain
That's where I'm goin' with this hurts so bad
"Hurts so badso"
I don't let the drums dictate what I spit lay
Or if the rhythm of it what makes it great
I listen to it and then when I hit play
My mind drift into a place 50 years away
I see what would have been if
I let the pen lay
The old me got so many things to say
But nobody listen cause his beard is gray
So he tells me to get back
Here and seize the day
See, I don't need peace and quiet
I really don't like it
It really ain't the way
Cool concept but hardly inspirin'
When peace is
The only thing you see everyday
Now I don't think we need riots
Or all types of violence for
Things to be okay
But in terms of environment we
Need somethin' to fight against
Cause most great art can't exist without pain
Cut off your own ear if it gets you to paint
Tell us that you do it
For the people that hate
Can't enjoy sun unless you
Sit through the rain
Again, most great art can't
Exist without pain
Mary J blige, Billy Holiday
Charlie Parker, John Coltrane
Jimmy Hendrix, Kurt Cobain
Roger Troutman, Marvin Gaye
See, you ain't got nothin' to save
Cause everything about you is safe
You live in the prettiest place
Rivers and lakes, makin' serious cake
You talkin' but I ain't hearin' them thangs
Sleepwalkin', you ain't really even awake
Too often
This is how you spend all your days
If this really the case then
It's really a waste
And maybe that's why I can't fuck with you
You too comfortable, you too huxtable
Police don't even fuck with you
You ain't see them leavin'
People bleedin' right in front of you
All I see is white tees and popped collars
Pitbulls and rottweilers
People who ain't got options might as
Well keep the block poppin'
He laughs when he cries because
His eyes are bleedin' passion
Every stroke of his appendage is
Redemption for the masses
Every listen is a prescription he's given
By the master of creation
Every puddle is reflectin' disaster
Hatches a creation
After the thunder and lightening
The horizon has to birth the sun risin'
Believe it, no flame, no phoenix
I've seen it no struggle, no progression
Caught me shootin' for the stars with
The lessons my scars taught me
Brethren, I've been in the dark
Without a spark of light
The darkness was only eliminated when
I was illuminated to right the wrongs
I write the songs that'll penetrate
At the hearts of many
My art is simply therapy
Every rose's thorns protects the
Purity it's usual
Without the thorns the rose just
Wouldn't be as beautiful without them
My catalog just wouldn't be the same
Cause most great art can't exist without pain
It ain't that bad you know you
Gotta go through that shit
If you ever felt that shit any kind of pain
That's where I'm goin' with this hurts so bad
"Hurts so badso"
I don't let the drums dictate what I spit lay
Or if the rhythm of it what makes it great
I listen to it and then when I hit play
My mind drift into a place 50 years away
I see what would have been if
I let the pen lay
The old me got so many things to say
But nobody listen cause his beard is gray
So he tells me to get back
Here and seize the day
See, I don't need peace and quiet
I really don't like it
It really ain't the way
Cool concept but hardly inspirin'
When peace is
The only thing you see everyday
Now I don't think we need riots
Or all types of violence for
Things to be okay
But in terms of environment we
Need somethin' to fight against
Cause most great art can't exist without pain
Cut off your own ear if it gets you to paint
Tell us that you do it
For the people that hate
Can't enjoy sun unless you
Sit through the rain
Again, most great art can't
Exist without pain
Mary J blige, Billy Holiday
Charlie Parker, John Coltrane
Jimmy Hendrix, Kurt Cobain
Roger Troutman, Marvin Gaye
See, you ain't got nothin' to save
Cause everything about you is safe
You live in the prettiest place
Rivers and lakes, makin' serious cake
You talkin' but I ain't hearin' them thangs
Sleepwalkin', you ain't really even awake
Too often
This is how you spend all your days
If this really the case then
It's really a waste
And maybe that's why I can't fuck with you
You too comfortable, you too huxtable
Police don't even fuck with you
You ain't see them leavin'
People bleedin' right in front of you
All I see is white tees and popped collars
Pitbulls and rottweilers
People who ain't got options might as
Well keep the block poppin'
He laughs when he cries because
His eyes are bleedin' passion
Every stroke of his appendage is
Redemption for the masses
Every listen is a prescription he's given
By the master of creation
Every puddle is reflectin' disaster
Hatches a creation
After the thunder and lightening
The horizon has to birth the sun risin'
Believe it, no flame, no phoenix
I've seen it no struggle, no progression
Caught me shootin' for the stars with
The lessons my scars taught me
Brethren, I've been in the dark
Without a spark of light
The darkness was only eliminated when
I was illuminated to right the wrongs
I write the songs that'll penetrate
At the hearts of many
My art is simply therapy
Every rose's thorns protects the
Purity it's usual
Without the thorns the rose just
Wouldn't be as beautiful without them
My catalog just wouldn't be the same
Cause most great art can't exist without pain