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King Just - Pain lyrics
[Intro] There's one brain There's two halves to one brain One half's the pen, the other half's a steel Check the story [Chorus 2X] Pain, yo, is all I feel I'mma die wit my pen, or I'mma die wit my steel [King Just] A young shorty on the block, wit no props Fightin every day, turn the pot, and crackin beer top In the hallway, gettin fucked up, everyday You ever thought about goin to school? No way I always thought I'd be a big rap star Drive fancy cars and travel like far Aha, dream didn't come true, now it's 1982 So what the hell you want me to do? I wanna sell drugs and hang wit the thugs From the projects, and own a nickel plated tech But yet, I still got the skill to rock the crowd I guess rappin should just be style But now, I can't take it no more I'm ready to get my gat and tell you face down to floor Give me what you got, nigga, shit is real I'mma die wit my pen, or I'mma die wit my steel [Chorus 2X] [King Just] So damn confused, this life just don't seem the same Kids on the smelly court, playin the ghetto games I reminisce about the shit that I did You couldn't be soft and live where I lived Cuz only the strong survive, and the weak die Well ain't that a bitch, oh, my, my, my Momma, why I gotta be like that? Face the fact, I want the respect of my ghetto back So I dig deep cuz I got a lot to give As the world turns, but only one life to live So come on my children, let's start rebuildin A new foundation for every man's nation I try to make a stand, but every stand's a downfall I sat on the bench while other kids played ball It's not the fact that I lack athletic I'd rather grab a |
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