Pain

[Intro]<br>There`s one brain<br>There`s two halves to one brain<br>One half`s the pen, the other half`s a steel<br>Check the story<br><br>[Chorus 2X]<br>Pain, yo, is all I feel<br>I`mma die wit my pen, or I`mma die wit my steel<br><br>[King Just]<br>A young shorty on the block, wit no props<br>Fightin every day, turn the pot, and crackin beer top<br>In the hallway, gettin fucked up, everyday<br>You ever thought about goin to school? No way<br>I always thought I`d be a big rap star<br>Drive fancy cars and travel like far<br>Aha, dream didn`t come true, now it`s 1982<br>So what the hell you want me to do?<br>I wanna sell drugs and hang wit the thugs<br>From the projects, and own a nickel plated tech<br>But yet, I still got the skill to rock the crowd<br>I guess rappin should just be style<br>But now, I can`t take it no more<br>I`m ready to get my gat and tell you face down to floor<br>Give me what you got, nigga, shit is real<br>I`mma die wit my pen, or I`mma die wit my steel<br><br>[Chorus 2X]<br><br>[King Just]<br>So damn confused, this life just don`t seem the same<br>Kids on the smelly court, playin the ghetto games<br>I reminisce about the shit that I did<br>You couldn`t be soft and live where I lived<br>Cuz only the strong survive, and the weak die<br>Well ain`t that a bitch, oh, my, my, my<br>Momma, why I gotta be like that?<br>Face the fact, I want the respect of my ghetto back<br>So I dig deep cuz I got a lot to give<br>As the world turns, but only one life to live<br>So come on my children, let`s start rebuildin<br>A new foundation for every man`s nation<br>I try to make a stand, but every stand`s a downfall<br>I sat on the bench while other kids played ball<br>It`s not the fact that I lack athletic<br>I`d rather grab a pen and pad, and get poetic<br><br>[Chorus 2X]<br><br>[King Just]<br>Bow, boom, bang, same to the `90`s<br>Two-Six Mob, nigga, that`s where you`ll find me<br>Down wit Black Fist, now, my promo`s on Kiss<br>And everybody around town want`s to talk shit<br>I guess that`s the way life goes, I guess no one knows<br>Yo, we all choose our own roads<br>So you choose yours, and I`mma choose mine<br>Who knows, we just might make it at the same time<br>Define, yo, the meanin of jealously<br>And I show you a hundred rappers that can`t fuck wit me<br>True, so what`s the moral to the story?<br>The God is on his way to glory, but yet there`s more G.<br>I became that nigga to the cess<br>My lifestyle change and now it`s headed to the West<br>I guess, I have to do some shows out there<br>But when I appear, the crowd shook wit fear<br>Yo, I can`t die wit my steel<br>I got a career now, to make at the top of my field<br>So you ask, how does the story end?<br>One love to Shaolin, we gotta die wit our pen<br><br>[Chorus 4X]<br><br>[Outro]<br>Yo this is a message from the God<br>Dreams come true only if you make `em happen<br>One love to Shaolin