So Much Pain

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