My Name Is Stain-Clou/Nina Goern/Samaha

I'm Stain, my name is Stain I don't complain, I don't complain Do you comprend' What is the point Of being born? And being gone there must be a reason War to the east, Pain to the west War is at least, What we do 'best What we do best is sharing guns And kill for fun there must be a reason, there must be a reason My name is Stain I guess my daddy had a sense of humor He gave me such a name 'cause stains they all mix together If you are red or blue you depend on the trends But stains is no problem, everywhere you find them The guy next door, is such a whore The food I eat is poison or I eat no food ('cause I can't find a store My mama said I must be a tough guy To live out there I wanna know why my mama said you Got to be bad or beware My mama said I must be a tough guy To live out there I wanna know why my mama said you Got to be bad or beware No ma'am I no more share your point of view I know that bros are not so cruel They're not so bad, but just afraid The best to do is to give some comprend' My mama said I must be a tough guy To live out there I wanna know why my mama said you Got to be bad or beware My mama said I must be a tough guy To live out there I wanna know why my mama said you Got to be bad or beware My mama said I must be a tough guy To live out there I wanna know why my mama said you Got to be bad or beware