Living in Pain (feat. 2Pac, Mary J. Blige & Nas)

歌詞

Welcome to the house of pain Just Blaze niggaz There's no we it seems I can't get free Sombody tell me what's happening to me The country bud got me choking I'm on a mission to the point motherfuckers think I'm smoking Yea that sick nigga Biggie with the H-shot fifth With the extra clip for that extra shit Don't you know that killing thrilling All the blood spilling is all up on the drug dealing A broad gangsta my daddy was a thug Had a 38 with the hallow point slug So when he lit shots Niggaz dropped quicker than bootlegger sells his liquor A little nigga tried to squeeze 22's in my Reebok shoes Paying dudes while kids was on their one's and two's Now I'm much older colder fuck a holster Got the Mac 11's swinging from my shoulder It's a damn shame I got to put my mom through the strain I'm living in a house of pain Is anybody listening and tell me can you see this God be surrounding me Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder and it's getting hard to breathe And it's getting blury I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see When your lamping in the house of paaaiiinnn When the motherfucker dust kicker who can you trust Who gave you the heart to see a nigga Before you bust my name is spoken on the tongue so many foes Busting motherfuckers out the blocks and I ain't even go Now how the hell do you explain my claim to fame From doing fix to busting tricks out the fucking frame Got these bitches on my jock niggaz on my block Jealous ass suckers got it ducking for my fucking glock And busting niggaz ass is to stay alive Skinny ass playa watching victim motherfuckers fry They ask me how I'm living how I'm a hustler Bucking busters till they die Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard Niggaz got they AK's heading for the bird Aiming at free ass bitches let them rain Giving them wetting them welcome to the house of pain Is anybody listening and tell me can you see this God be surrounding me Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder and it's getting hard to breathe And it's getting blury I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see When your lamping in the house of paaaiiinnn MJB be worried niggaz yea Nas Wendy Williams say I stayed dust maybe I should cuz these rappers'll have your phone tap like Savion Glover And on the West the police corrupt some are bloods But these Teflon I loaded exploding some mugs I'm like Furious in Boyz In the Hood But at the drive through I'm ain't running I'm dumping Crazy like a paru and load up know how Nas do I'm calling Henchmen to save shit to organize a black truth And we party hard party with Nas Since they ain't no more Mardi Gras And Bush won't apologize I got gangsta hoes Kobe Bryant scared to sodomize And 45's for them suckers y'all idolize Ya'll yelling my name but y'all soon die in Trying to portray real but they be ly-ing Cuz they want the real niggaz to die so they can game But neva that this ain't neva lasting this is the house of pain Is anybody listening and tell me can you see this God be surrounding me Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder and it's getting hard to breathe And it's getting blury I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see When your lamping in the house of paaaiiinnn