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Make It Hurt Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay Bell
Language: English
Length: 5:17
Written by: Jay Bell
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Jay Bell - Make It Hurt Lyrics
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Don't make it hurt, it doesn't have to hurt
Soon as I heard this, had to rap a verse
You might call it pain, someone had it worse
We pissing fools off like an amber alert
I'm going all out without planning it first
I say long as God got a hand in it first
I'ma put my leg and my foot in this beat
It's great to create, it's good to critique
And everything ain't always good as it seem
My life's a movie - this a good ass scene
I just woke up and had a good ass dream
Got me thinking like "what could that mean?"
I just made a play on Celeste Drive
Black rag poking out the left side
Wop boy, I ain't throwing west side
You was inside like intestines
Don't get me wrong, ain't nothing wrong with that
But why you frontin' in your song like that?
Don't make it hurt, it doesn't have to hurt
You know I'm really out the massacre
53 grams is my passenger
She ask if I'm in love - I don't answer her
Before I cheat I'll probably ask her first
Smile before I ask like "this has to work"
These conditions is not preferred
The repercussions is popular
No deep discussion - just off it
You know I don't do much talking
But, don't make it kill you, you don't have to die
Most people never satisfied
Most people couldn't battle mine
What y'all call problems make me laugh sometimes
I probably wouldn't even have the time
I'm in love, nah my bad I'm lying
Love at first sight, my bad I'm blind
I guess it was something else, I can't describe
Don't make it bad, it ain't... that bad
I'm feeling Superman on this Bvtman
I ain't got no pussy in me check my CAT scan
And I got them brown faces wallet look like Pakistan
Oh, no, no, no ma'am..
Before I take care of you, gotta bless the whole fam
Before I can commit you gotta get the program
Looking for a fool to play I'm the wrong man
Eastside, really on that
Middle of the combat but I'm calm, yeah
Let's not go there, we don't have to go
Casualties are casual
You can't even imagine it
I am so not passive, I'm passionate
My bragging consists of.. raps and shit
And cool shirts and lighting up the gassest piff
I'm used to not having shit
I'm used...
I don't take it personal
I would've killed one of these niggas if I took it personal
I don't ever talk about it man it's really personal
50 grams not to sell man it's really personal
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I get.. way flyer than my posts show
Get a lot of stuff done only my folks know
Fam function, try not to be no show
I just got topped off on the low low
Ou she let the gang hit
Ou now that's gang shit
The fall off, that's what hurt the most
Go get the bread but don't burn the toast
I recall, money small, had my back against the wall
If you don't remember that then don't act like you involved
I don't play but I know the game
I'm from the trenches bitch I'm prone to pain
Your flow weak and your raps is boring
Who really want it I'm looking towards it
Wish a nigga woods yeah I'm looking forest
And when I got the hook up I ain't talking chorus
I just made a play like a coach
I'm a smoke the J to the roach
Bitches ride the wave like a boat
You know that's the way that it go
Don't make it hurt, you're making matters worse
Before you pass it back, ash it first
Before you.. girl, stash this first
If she keep it a hundred, that's a first
Only hurts as bad as you make it hurt
That's the way it work..
I'm just here to break the curse
Most niggas ain't ever claim the turf
Go do your online gang research
Before you find how quick that thang'll burst
Early bird'll turn your f*cking brains to worms
Listen - nothing.. was the same, I heard
I stuck to it, never changed my words
But I've changed, my word
I just call it growth
But.. yo, cro want all the smoke
Told my youngin' call my phone
Never ever feel like you all alone
You call it hell, I call it home
Don't like to ask, went and got my own
Nothing hurts, not even sticks and stones
I'm on a different time, I'm in a different zone
Get it?
It only really hurts if you let it
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English

Don't make it hurt, it doesn't have to hurt
Soon as I heard this, had to rap a verse
You might call it pain, someone had it worse
We pissing fools off like an amber alert
I'm going all out without planning it first
I say long as God got a hand in it first
I'ma put my leg and my foot in this beat
It's great to create, it's good to critique
And everything ain't always good as it seem
My life's a movie - this a good ass scene
I just woke up and had a good ass dream
Got me thinking like "what could that mean?"
I just made a play on Celeste Drive
Black rag poking out the left side
Wop boy, I ain't throwing west side
You was inside like intestines
Don't get me wrong, ain't nothing wrong with that
But why you frontin' in your song like that?
Don't make it hurt, it doesn't have to hurt
You know I'm really out the massacre
53 grams is my passenger
She ask if I'm in love - I don't answer her
Before I cheat I'll probably ask her first
Smile before I ask like "this has to work"
These conditions is not preferred
The repercussions is popular
No deep discussion - just off it
You know I don't do much talking
But, don't make it kill you, you don't have to die
Most people never satisfied
Most people couldn't battle mine
What y'all call problems make me laugh sometimes
I probably wouldn't even have the time
I'm in love, nah my bad I'm lying
Love at first sight, my bad I'm blind
I guess it was something else, I can't describe
Don't make it bad, it ain't... that bad
I'm feeling Superman on this Bvtman
I ain't got no pussy in me check my CAT scan
And I got them brown faces wallet look like Pakistan
Oh, no, no, no ma'am..
Before I take care of you, gotta bless the whole fam
Before I can commit you gotta get the program
Looking for a fool to play I'm the wrong man
Eastside, really on that
Middle of the combat but I'm calm, yeah
Let's not go there, we don't have to go
Casualties are casual
You can't even imagine it
I am so not passive, I'm passionate
My bragging consists of.. raps and shit
And cool shirts and lighting up the gassest piff
I'm used to not having shit
I'm used...
I don't take it personal
I would've killed one of these niggas if I took it personal
I don't ever talk about it man it's really personal
50 grams not to sell man it's really personal
Louis Vuitton reversible
I get.. way flyer than my posts show
Get a lot of stuff done only my folks know
Fam function, try not to be no show
I just got topped off on the low low
Ou she let the gang hit
Ou now that's gang shit
The fall off, that's what hurt the most
Go get the bread but don't burn the toast
I recall, money small, had my back against the wall
If you don't remember that then don't act like you involved
I don't play but I know the game
I'm from the trenches bitch I'm prone to pain
Your flow weak and your raps is boring
Who really want it I'm looking towards it
Wish a nigga woods yeah I'm looking forest
And when I got the hook up I ain't talking chorus
I just made a play like a coach
I'm a smoke the J to the roach
Bitches ride the wave like a boat
You know that's the way that it go
Don't make it hurt, you're making matters worse
Before you pass it back, ash it first
Before you.. girl, stash this first
If she keep it a hundred, that's a first
Only hurts as bad as you make it hurt
That's the way it work..
I'm just here to break the curse
Most niggas ain't ever claim the turf
Go do your online gang research
Before you find how quick that thang'll burst
Early bird'll turn your f*cking brains to worms
Listen - nothing.. was the same, I heard
I stuck to it, never changed my words
But I've changed, my word
I just call it growth
But.. yo, cro want all the smoke
Told my youngin' call my phone
Never ever feel like you all alone
You call it hell, I call it home
Don't like to ask, went and got my own
Nothing hurts, not even sticks and stones
I'm on a different time, I'm in a different zone
Get it?
It only really hurts if you let it
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