Lyrics For Honey and Pain By Stogie T Ft MIKE CLASSIC
[Verse 1: Stogie T]
You can get stung for honey
It’s the water the drink
But still the shit you drown in
Two sides of the coin, keep metal for money
The shit tucked in his back
Settle all that are fronting
I’m from where the bull shit turn to manure
No farming
Had to shake the shit off
Where we grew up they sling onions
No tears when you cut up you keep running
Suck it up, if you check our moves
We’re kings from it
This African wrestles arms
I rock fur
Put that puss in boots
Now I’m watching it purr
Apple bottoms up top she got a perfect pair
All the stares in the world couldn’t scuff my pair
Life ain’t fair, you can kiss the ground and the ring
Think it’s a breeze, that’s only ’cause the pendulum swing
This is honey and pain, both struggle and gain
Gold mining in vain, if you can’t shine with a chain
[Hook: Mike Classic]
I got these wings on my feet I swear
‘Til you see them girls creep out here
This money take me anywhere
I go I go
I pray to God it takes me far from here
Champagne on her titties (Yeah yeah)
Switching lanes with my niggas (Yeah yeah)
Coming from the bottom, make it rain (Yeah yeah)
That’s why I mix the honey with the pain (Yeah yeah)
[Verse 2: Stogie T]
Now while you black folks brown nose yellow bones
I’m chasing green dough, stack it like white folk
Dry white season no black in the rainbow
Flash floods see the settlements go AWOL
Sicker than AIDS wards
Black-balled by the system
At the bottom of the pool like 8-ball
Still hurt bro, tryna paint the town red
But light green mean we puffing this purple
Our folks running in circles
Yeah they can’t scrub the bill
Still stuck in this hell hole
‘Cause reptiles go Judas over silver
Cross you for a profit
Like Moses, split the river
Tall grass more slither
Follow ass for the ping
All she want is gold
Baby blew her chance with a pimp
Short muhfucker how he rose from the sticks
Fam alarm get the flowers, enemies get the prick
[Hook: Mike Classic]
I got these wings on my feet I swear
‘Til you see them girls creep out here
This money take me anywhere
I go I go
I pray to God it takes me far from here
Champagne on her titties (Yeah yeah)
Switching lanes with my niggas (Yeah yeah)
Coming from the bottom, make it rain (Yeah yeah)
That’s why I mix the honey with the pain (Yeah yeah)
[Refrain]
(Honey with the pain)
That’s why I mix the
(Honey with the pain)
That’s why I mix the honey with the pain (Yeah yeah)
[Outro]
That’s why I mix the
That’s why I mix the honey with the pain (Yeah yeah)