No More Pain (Doom album)

No More Pain is the first full-length studio album by the Japanese band Doom.

Track listing

  • Death To Wimp! - 4:40
  • Body No Body - 5:17
  • I'm Your Junky Doll - 3:49
  • You Don't Cry... No Long Life - 3:22
  • No More Pain - 7:55
  • Iron Card - 3:21
  • Kick It Out! - 3:56
  • 'Til Death - 4:32
  • ... More

    ... More, probably Richard More (fl. 1402) was an English politician.

    He was a Member of the Parliament of England in 1402 for Plympton Erle.

    References


    More

    More or Mores may refer to:

    Computers

  • more (command), a shell command
  • MORE (application), a Mac OS outliner application
  • MORE protocol, a routing protocol
  • Missouri Research and Education Network (MOREnet)
  • Film

  • More (1969 film), a 1969 film directed by Barbet Schroeder
  • More (1998 film), a short film by Mark Osborne
  • Language and culture

  • Mores, strongly held norms or customs
  • Mòoré language or Moré, a language spoken primarily in Burkina Faso by the Mossi
  • Morè (clan), a Maratha clan of India
  • Moré language (Bolivia), one of the 36 official languages of Bolivia
  • Moré (exclamation) used in many Balkan languages
  • Magazines

  • More!, a British women's fashion magazine
  • More (magazine), an American women's lifestyle magazine
  • More (Belgian magazine), a punk rock magazine
  • Music

  • More (British band), a 1980s heavy metal band
  • More (Yugoslav band), a 1980s band featuring Doris Dragović
  • Albums

  • More! (album), by Booka Shade, 2010
  • More (Beyoncé EP), 2014
  • More (Crystal Lewis album), 2001
  • More (Double Dagger album), 2009
  • Marks & Spencer

    Marks and Spencer plc (also known as M&S) is a major British multinational retailer headquartered in the City of Westminster, London. It specialises in the selling of clothing, home products and luxury food products. M&S was founded in 1884 by Michael Marks and Thomas Spencer in Leeds.

    In 1998, the company became the first British retailer to make a pre-tax profit of over £1 billion, although subsequently it went into a sudden slump, which took the company, its shareholders, who included hundreds of thousands of small investors, and nearly all retail analysts and business journalists, by surprise. In November 2009, it was announced that Marc Bolland, formerly of Morrisons, would take over as chief executive from executive chairman Stuart Rose in early 2010; Rose remained in the role of non-executive chairman until he was replaced by Robert Swannell in January 2011.

    It is listed on the London Stock Exchange and is a constituent of the FTSE 100 Index.

    History

    Establishment

    The company was founded by a partnership between Michael Marks, a Polish Jew from Słonim (Marks was born into a Polish-Jewish family, a Polish refugee living in the Russian Empire, now in Belarus), and Thomas Spencer, a cashier from the English market town of Skipton in North Yorkshire. On his arrival in England, Marks worked for a company in Leeds, called Barran, which employed refugees (see Sir John Barran, 1st Baronet). In 1884 he met Isaac Jowitt Dewhirst while looking for work. Dewhirst lent Marks £5 which he used to establish his Penny Bazaar on Kirkgate Market, in Leeds. Dewhirst also taught him a little English. Dewhirst's cashier was Tom Spencer, an excellent bookkeeper, whose lively and intelligent second wife, Agnes, helped improve Marks' English. In 1894, when Marks acquired a permanent stall in Leeds' covered market, he invited Spencer to become his partner.

    Podcasts:

    PLAYLIST TIME:

    No More Pain

    by: 2Pac

    (Tupac speaking)
    Hey Devante...
    don'tcha' know we're gonna sow up every bitch in tha country
    Me and you...up in tha same muthafucken room
    on tha same level...with this shit here....please
    ...No more Pain...
    that's right nigga
    and guard that shit boy
    (Tupac)
    My adversaries cry like hoes
    fully eradicate my foes
    My lyrics explode on contact
    Gamin' you hoes
    who else, but Mama's only son
    Fuck phony niggas on the run
    Say my name, watch bitches cum
    Now fire when ready
    Stay watchin'
    now figure
    Increase speed
    Make you mutha-fuckas bleed
    from your mouth quicker
    Plus all these niggas that you run with
    Be on some dumb shit
    Trick on the hoes
    I ain't the one bitch
    Hollar my name and witness game official
    It's so sick
    Have every single bitch
    that came with yah, on my dick
    Plus this alcohol increases the chance
    to be deceased
    I'm movin' you stupid bitches
    This is telekeniousis
    Am I reachin your brain
    Nigga How can I explain
    How vicious this thug mutha-fucka came
    When I die
    I wanna be a livin' legend
    Say my name
    Affiliated with this mind fuckin' game
    with no more pain
    Chorus(4X)
    I came to bring the pain
    Hardcore to the brain
    Let's go inside, my astroplane
    Line up my adversaries, blast on sight
    And fuck your boyfriend
    Bitch, I want some ass tonight
    You know my stilo
    Alazhay and chrystal weed
    sure you've heard of all the
    freaky shit they say about me
    Plus all you Bustas is jealous
    Pull your gun out and blast
    I dare you niggas to open fire
    I'll murder that ass
    And disappear before the cops come runnin'
    My glocks spittin' rounds
    niggas fallin' down clutchin' their stomach
    It's west side, death row,
    Thug niggas on the rise
    Plus they shot my five times
    Real niggas don't die
    Can ya hear me
    Laced with this game
    I know you fear me
    Speak and seek what you want
    So cowards fear me
    My only fear of death
    is reincarnation
    heart of a solider
    with a brain to teach your whole nation
    And feelin' no more pain
    Chorus(4X)
    I came to bring the pain
    Hardcore to the brain
    Let's go inside, my astroplane
    Bury me that's what they all say
    It's time to make a killin'
    Sure to make a million
    With Devante
    Bitch I know you want me
    What your mouth say
    Now, watch your eyez
    You don't wanna get with me
    that's a lie
    I got my hands on your hips
    No time to bullshit
    freaky bitch, come give me kiss
    Tell niggas from other areas
    Brothas from here
    so obsessed with this money makin'
    there's nothin' we fear
    Now they label me a trouble-maker
    Cuz, I'm a ridah
    Death to you playa-haters
    Don't let my find yah
    Mama made me rugged
    Baptised the public
    Now you hard thugs, nigga don't you love it
    It's similar to multiple gunshots
    Retaliation is a must
    Wasn't to sure what yah facin'
    So watch the guns bust
    You niggas will bleed
    fuckin' with me
    You'll be deceased
    Never restin' in peace nigga
    with no more pain
    Chorus(4X)
    I came to bring the pain
    Hardcore to the brain
    Let's go inside, my astroplane




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