Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Ja Rule f 2PacНазвание : So Much PainДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Rest in peace to my nigga Stretch, my nigga `Pac So much pain Uhh.. yeah, huh, yeah All my, niggas.. so much pain Uhh.. huh, yeah Yeah, so.. much.. Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh [Ja Rule] They`ll never take me alive, I`m gettin high with my fo`-five Cocked on these niggaz time to die Even as a lil` nigga, you could picture me hot gun in the rain I shed the tear, cause this nigga here inherits the pain And now I`m labeled as a thug nigga - you know the game Smokin weed, fuckin hoes, slangin thangs, that`s the life I live Even if I tried to go back I`d get lost (come back) And everything I seem to love I done lost Fuck the world if they can`t understand me What else could I do? I had to feed my fuckin family Yo` lies is my truth, so I`m a drug to your youth And you don`t want `em nowhere near me, now that they can hear me I spits razors, never been a stranger to homicide My city`s full of tote-slangers and chalk lines Why do we die at an early age? Nigga so young, but still a victim of a twelve-gauge Feel the rage this world has bestowed upon me And I don`t give a fuck `cause they don`t give a fuck `bout me So I keep - drinkin Hennessy, bustin at my enemies Will I live to see twenty-three? There`s so much pain [Chorus] Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh I`m tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain) Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh I`m tired of the strain and the pain [Ja Rule] Years and years of strugglin all my life Runnin wild as a kid, grew up blazin `em right I`m in a - little cell I call my soul lately It`s been a - givin me hell and my heart is screamin, "Don`t enter" I`ve been cursed, for what it`s worth I feel dead Spittin to you, I know I`m in way over my head But Lord hear me, I believe in your "7 Day Theory" Three souls done sent this whole world teary (can you hear me?) Too hot for you to stand near me It`s so much pain, and niggaz wanna kill me I`m tired of the stress and the strain But my, grimiest grimeys got love for me They`re blazin, sendin shotguns up above for me My face in, Hennessy with no chaser Coke rises on every way in - keep us hustlin nigga Me and my man got a plan to get this paper nigga So if you owe nigga, look for the gauge to blow nigga I figured I`d be considered a killer Doin crime excited my mind and leadin the blind I, can`t express my compassion, my satisfaction for gettin fucked up and blastin - we all been there Taught from young to shoot, show no fear and lie And wipe the tears from yo` mother`s eyes - so much pain [Chorus] - repeat 2X ("They`ll never take me alive..." -> 2Pac) Ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhh, ohhhhh I`m tired of the strain and the pain ("They`ll never take me alive..." -> 2Pac) Ooohhh, tired of the strain and the pain ("They`ll never take me alive..." -> 2Pac) I`m tired of the strain and the pain ("They`ll never take me alive..." -> 2Pac) Ooooooohhhhhh, nooooooooooooo ("Cocked on these suckers, time to die" -> 2Pac) [2Pac] They got me mobbin like I`m - loc`d and ready to get my slug on I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin gloves on I ain`t scared to blast on these suckers if they test me Trust, I got my glock cocked, playa if they press me Bust on motherfuckers with a - PASSION Better duck `cause I ain`t lookin when I`m - BA-BLASTIN I`m a nut and drinkin Hennessy And gettin high on the lookout for my enemies Don`t wanna die, tell me why? Cause the stress gettin major A buck-fifty `cross the face with my razor What can I do but be a thug until I`m dead and gone I keep my brain on the game and stay headstrong These sorry bastards wanna kill me in my sleep I`m real they can not see And everyday is just a struggle, steady thuggin on the streets And I be, ballin loc, don`t let `em make you worry Keep swingin at these suckers `til you buried I was born to raise - hell, a nigga from the gutter, word to mother I`m tough - I`m kickin dust up, ready to bust I`m on the scene steady muggin mean; until they kill me I`ll be livin this life, I know you feel me There`s so much pain [Chorus] - repeat 2X w/ variations Ooooohhhhh, pain | Похожие исполнители: |
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