Текст песни Pain

Pain, my middle name
Lord please have mercy on my soul, I can't maintain
Pain, my middle name
Lord please have mercy on my...

[Z-Ro:]
I haven't smoked a sherm in 27 days
When I'm under pressure, I feel it's necessary to blaze
Lookin' at my life as if I wasn't here. Why the fuck that picture be so clear?
Since my nigga died, I done slowed down on drank
But I'm right back heavy on beer
Stained finger tips & lips 'cause smokin' come with murders
Fiendin' for Heaven but I wonder if I'm worthy
Please God forgive your servant & your man child
But the fact that he got Jordan's & a nigga like me
Grow po' wings was bullshit, so I ran wild.
Wasn't I good enough to get some shit like that?
It was only a grade, you know I didn't deserve to get hit like that
My life my life, falls under the wicked & shife
I gotta pay my rent, therefore my partners might be targets tonight
Even though I'm grown fucked up childhood, keep fuckin' my dome
Fuck around & front, like I'm gon' buy your work & straight leave on your song
If a nigga take me out it's all good 'cause I've been fiendin' to leave
My life is fucked up & I'm tired of havin' to drink to a G.

[Chorus:]
Pain, my middle name
I must learn to live again, but existin' in such a strain
Pain, my middle name
Lord please have mercy on my soul, I can't maintain.

[Z-Ro:]
Now I done had pistols to my head before
Woke up with a dead body in a bed before
Don't ask me why only talk to Z-Ro
I'm noid, never trust friends they don't love us
They front like they your homies, but they bury muthafuckers
Dog I'm goin' through it daily, fiendin' for a killer to take me out.
What am I livin' for? Nothin' but a record label, huh? Break me out
I'm so sick & tired Lord knows, I'm sick & tired of this Pain
But steady keepin' the world, I'm no preachin' through the rap gameZ-Ro - Pain - http://ru.motolyrics.com/z-ro/pain-lyrics.html
The most evilest niggas nightmares of my fondest dream
'Cause death rules everything around me & the cream is a cup of lean
Havin' a case of flashbacks of the good time
But then I remember, it wasn't no good time
Just poverty stricken & kickin' it in the hood time
24 & I still can't think, from Gorilla Maab to Point Blank
To Big Moe to Z-Ro & still no bank
I gotta be payin' dues for my niggas that lost they life in the game
'Cause the more I struggle for happyness, nothin' but Pain.

[Chorus:]
Pain, my middle name
I must learn to live again, but existin' in such a strain
Pain, my middle name
Lord please have mercy on my soul, I can't maintain.

[Z-Ro:]
Now Dorothy Marie or dear mama, I've been stressed
Learnin' to live a life of misfortune, my feet have been so swollen from my quest
I'd like to find the meanin' of sick & tired
Plus I can't determine between a bitch & right
Even my friends are fake, that's why I'm quick to ride
I'm the shit bitch, I know you smell the odor
Them other 2 niggas ain't bitches & it's had a chip on my shoulder
I love my cousin & my brother mayne, but see it ain't nothin' but drama
When you live in a slum across the street from the gutter mayne
I'm supposed to be a rap star, dig these blues
A nigga ain't seen the states in 2 months, I'm in the kitchen as a crack star
What a wonderful way to spend my fuckin' album release
A promotional show & I must get dough nigga I got ounces to cheese
Ounces of green, I got mouths to feed so I need G's
Plus my own shit the T.V. in the livin' room is Mexican D's
Gotta be payin' dues for my niggas that lost they life in the game
More I struggle for happyness, nothin' but Pain.

[Chorus:]
Pain, my middle name
I must learn to live again, but existin' in such a strain
Pain, my middle name
Lord please have mercy on my soul, I can't maintain.