Ja Rule

Ja Rule - So Much Pain Feat 2pac lyrics

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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
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