笨小笨Pennies…Exit Stage Left!? (Clean)歌词由Grip&Kay Nellz&Kenny Mason演唱，出自专辑《I Died For This!?》，下面是《Pennies…Exit Stage Left!? (Clean)》完整版歌词！
Pennies…Exit Stage Left!? (Clean)歌词完整版
Pennies…Exit Stage Left!? (Clean) - GRIP/Kay Nellz/Kenny Mason
Lyrics by：Kenny Mason/Ivano Milo/Kyle Clow/Kernell Hunt/Neal H. Pogue II
Composed by：Kenny Mason/Ivano Milo/Kyle Clow/Kernell Hunt/Neal H. Pogue II
Trade pennies for my pain are you not entertained
Sweat tears blood stains are you not entertained
Paranoia on the brain are you not entertained
Look at what I have became are you not entertained
Trade pennies for my pain are you not entertained
Sweat tears blood stains are you not entertained
Paranoia on the brain are you not entertained
Look at what I have became are you not entertained
Kaynellz：
Sleep gettin' harder to come by
All I got is my balls my word and a thumb drive
Long way from the block and duckin' the one time
One time my brother got shot
Graze in the back of his braids luck happens sometimes
The sunrise n met with a dark cloud of suspicions
My family wasn't masons but break a brick with precision
Decisions often heightens the probability of prison
Overshadowed by the grim realities of how we livin
For your entertainment pictures get painted depictin the run around
The streets that made you age you desensitize to struggle now
But f**k it you'll come around adapt or die
Cuz truth is you either askin why not
Or askin why the grind sold separate
But that hustle come as advertised we masterminds
Got it down to a science I've mastered mines
As for mines uumm yeathose masters mine cuz half the time
Your greatest attempts couldn't match the s**t I use to pass the time
Trade pennies for my pain are you not entertained
Sweat tears blood stains are you not entertained
Paranoia on the brain are you not entertained
Look at what I have became are you not entertained
Trade pennies for my pain are you not entertained
Sweat tears blood stains are you not entertained
Paranoia on the brain are you not entertained
Look at what I have became are you not entertained
Kenny Mason：
Swerve thru Pittsburghs alert of disturbances
Turning s**t I heard sum s**t lurking
She gone call a Lyft to slurp and lick sperm
I serve the d**k pleasured the cervix then skirted
My mind moving a million miles minutely
We ain't on the same page minimize then delete
We ain't in same place talent wise mentally
Status wise industry in the scene or in the streets
These n***as put they self esteem in a selfie
These n***as think a pair of jeans gone impress me
I was sharing wings with n***as wit felonies
And never was selling keys but made them n***as respect me
Super 3 shooters gone shoot a 3 shoo a flea you'll be
Bull manure if you don't maneuver maturely
Surely n***as like you and me shouldn't be dueling
But due to cruelty we think it's cool to see who'll bleed
Trade pennies for my pain are you not entertained
Sweat tears blood stains are you not entertained
Paranoia on the brain are you not entertained
Look at what I have became are you not entertained
Trade pennies for my pain are you not entertained
Sweat tears blood stains are you not entertained
Paranoia on the brain are you not entertained
Look at what I have became are you not entertained
GRIP：
Late at night when you stare at walls where do thoughts tend to carry ya
Very flawed I would share it all
But I'm scarce on the wherewithal
On the verge of a mental lapse
Even then perhaps my cerebral will still run circles around n***as mental laps
Rap like linvented raps and made plenty racks but DAT WAS never the goal
These tracks help to better the soul
Alchemy how can he use letters to turn lead into gold
Stories dat never been told from the time I was 7 years old
God sent heavenly flow medley of melanin melodies metaphors manifest memories
Summon soliloquy similes sentences spilling my sentiment over these instruments
It's intimate never intermittent or inconsistent wit writtens
I'm gifted my raps should come wrapped in a ribbon
Back to the basket I'm pippen I done practiced the pivot
Mastered it spit it made the picture vivid
Grip took you back to the crib wit it when other n***as didn't
Trade pennies for my pain
