Never Feel This Pain (feat. Inspectah Deck, U-God, & Tre Williams)

Lyrics

Born with the struggle, used to hustle for crumbs
 Fillin blunts in the building front, thuggin for ones
 Full-clips fly, nicks, dimes, suckin the pump
 Whole cliques fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son
 City boy on the corner, I was so involved
 So the drama I embraced, it would open arms
 Tryna shake the pain, hoping I could break the chains
 Everyday the same - who am I to make it change?
 Real, my niggas risk it all just to play the game
 And the young'uns going through it trying to play the same
 Through the rain, through the fire, handcuffed by desire
 Cynthia's son, forgive me for all the sins that I've done
 My life, my pain lasts forever
 Nothing in these streets makes it better
 My life, my pain lasts forever
 Nothing in these streets makes it better
 As my life's shrinking and I'm caught in the times
 It's a quarter to nine and I'm grabbing my nine
 I had dreams, I just wanted to rhyme
 Climb my ways out this wack-ass ghetto
 I signed my name on the line with the Devil
 Still in my prime? to settle
 Pots on the stove, old grandma's kettle
 Late for my job - "he thinks he's a star!"
 She hates her husband, he says I'm a slob
 Mixed feelings, she ain't getting involved
 Battle of the sexes, the planet off its axis
 The IRS, god damn I owe these taxes!
 The true verse, but I can take it
 It's a long time coming, but I can make it
 No mistaking, the CREAM is back.
 My life, my pain lasts forever
 Nothing in these streets makes it better
 My life, my pain lasts forever
 Nothing in these streets makes it better
 I got my niggas, true niggas, real niggas
 Stop the wheel, really?
 You only feel me if you want the same ho
 Still dwelling in the Hell and find the time to make a home
 The few who escape tryna find a safer zone
 I ain't waiting for Obama, never doubted him
 I'm proud of him. He real, spend a couple million on the housing and
 Seeing is believing, my vision is blurred
 Cause I ain't seen nothing, I heard
 Really ain't nothing but words, divine my mind
 I'm still stuck to the curb
 Sky high, but it wasn't the shurm
 Really nothing but herbs - I risk it all for the cause
 Even if it's war with the law
 I can't/won't/don't stop, I ain't got an off switch
 Dying trying to live it, just to get a small part of it
 My squad is sick type that you don't want problems with
 Rolling like 70 Mack trucks - what's stopping it?

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Song Details

Duration
03:59
Key
7
Tempo
80 BPM

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