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I haven't smoked a sherm in 27 days |
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When I'm under pressure, |
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I feel it's necessary to blaze |
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Looking at my life as if I wasn't here, |
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why the fuck that picture be so clear |
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Since my nigga died, |
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I done slowed down on drank |
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But I'm right back heavy on beer |
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Stained finger tips and lips, |
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cause smoking come with murders |
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Fiending for heaven but I wonder, if I'm worthy |
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Please God forgive your servant, |
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and your man child |
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But the fact that he got Jordans, |
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and a nigga like me |
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Grow po' wings was bullshit, so I ran wild |
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Wasn't I good enough, |
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to get some shit like that |
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It was only a grade, |
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you know I didn't deserve to get hit like that |
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My life my life, falls under the wicked and shife |
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I gotta pay my rent, |
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therefor my partnas might be targets tonight |
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Even though I'm grown fucked up childhood, |
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keep fucking my dome |
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Fuck around and front, like I'm gon |
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Buy your work, and straight leave on your song |
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If a nigga take me out it's all good, |
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cause I've been fiending to leave |
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My life is fucked up, |
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and I'm tired of having to drink to a G |
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Pain, my middle name |
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I must learn to live again, |
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but existing in such a strain |
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Pain, my middle name |
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Lord please have mercy on my soul, |
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i can't maintain |
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Now I done had pistols to my head befo' |
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Woke up with a dead body, in a bed befo' |
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Don't ask me why, only talk to Z-Ro |
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I'm noid, never trust friends they don't love us |
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They front like they your homies, |
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but they bury motherfuckers |
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Dog I'm going through it daily, |
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fiending for a killa to take me out |
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What am I living for, |
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nothing but a record label huh break me out |
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I'm so sick and tired Lord knows, |
| [01:49.47] |
I'm sick and tired of this pain |
| [01:50.84] |
But steady keeping the world, |
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I'm no preaching through the rap game |
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The most evilest niggas nightmares, |
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of my fondest dream |
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Cause death rules everything around me and the cream, |
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is a cup of lean |
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Having a case of flashbacks, |
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of the good time |
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But then I remember, |
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it wasn't no good time |
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Just poverty stricken, |
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and kicking it in the hood time |
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24 and I still can't think, |
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from Guerilla Maab to Point Blank |
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To Big Moe to Z-Ro, and still no bank |
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I gotta be paying dues, |
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for my niggas that lost they life in the game |
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Cause the more I struggle for happiness, |
| [02:14.87] |
nothing but pain |
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Pain, my middle name |
| [02:21.13] |
I must learn to live again, |
| [02:23.19] |
but existing in such a strain |
| [02:26.32] |
Pain, my middle name |
| [02:32.51] |
Lord please have mercy on my soul, |
| [02:35.07] |
i can't maintain |
| [02:36.51] |
Dorothy Marie or mama, |
| [02:40.02] |
I've been stressed, learning to live |
| [02:41.14] |
A life of misfortune, |
| [02:42.08] |
my feet have been so swollen from my quest |
| [02:44.27] |
I'd like to find the meaning of sick and tired |
| [02:46.33] |
Plus I can't determine between a bitch and right |
| [02:48.33] |
Even my friends are fake, |
| [02:49.33] |
that's why I'm quick to ride |
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I'm the shit bitch, |
| [02:51.58] |
I know you smell the odor |
| [02:53.14] |
Them other two niggas ain't bitches, |
| [02:54.20] |
and it's had a chip on my shoulder |
| [02:55.58] |
I love my cousin and my brother mayn, |
| [02:57.14] |
but see it ain't nothing but drama |
| [02:58.95] |
When you live in a slum, |
| [03:00.33] |
across the street from the gutter mayn |
| [03:02.08] |
I'm 'pose to be a rap star, |
| [03:03.39] |
dig these blues a nigga ain't |
| [03:04.58] |
Seen the states in two months, |
| [03:05.77] |
I'm in the kitchen as a crack star |
| [03:07.58] |
What a wonderful way, |
| [03:08.20] |
to spend my fucking album release |
| [03:09.33] |
A promotional show, |
| [03:10.45] |
and I must get do' nigga I got ounces to cheese |
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Ounces of green, |
| [03:13.64] |
I got mouths to feed so I need G's |
| [03:15.89] |
Plus my own shit the T.V. in the living room, |
| [03:18.14] |
is Mexican D's |
| [03:18.83] |
Gotta be paying dues, |
| [03:19.83] |
for my niggas that lost they life in the game |
| [03:22.38] |
More I struggle for happiness, |
| [03:23.32] |
nothing but pain |
| [03:24.76] |
Pain, my middle name |
| [03:28.94] |
I must learn to live again, |
| [03:30.88] |
but existing in such a strain |
| [03:36.01] |
Pain, my middle name |
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Lord please have mercy on my soul, |
| [03:43.01] |
i can't maintain |
