Pain ft. Stretch Lyrics

Pain ft. Stretch - 2Pac

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I couldn't help but notice your pain

My pain?

It runs deep

Share it with me

Uh, pain

Pain, pain, pain

They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my four-five

Cocked on these suckas, time to die

Even as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus

I was a fool all through high school, kickin' up dust

But now I'm labeled as a troublemaker, who can you blame?

Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain

So I'm hopeless, rollin' down the freeway swervin', don't worry

I'm 'bout to crash up on the curb 'cause my vision's blurry

Maybe if they tried to understand me, what should I do?

I had to feed my fuckin' family, what else could I do but be a thug?

Out slangin' with the homies, fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club

Got my mind on danger, never been a stranger to homicide

My city's full of gang bangers and drive-bys

Why do we die at an early age?

He was so young but still a victim of the 12 gauge

My memories of a corpse, mind full of sick thoughts

And I ain't goin' back to court, so fuck what you thought

I'm drinkin' Hennessey, runnin' from my enemies

Will I live to be twenty-three?

There's so much pain

Tired of the strain and the pain

(Don't get too close because you might get shot)

Tired of the strain and the pain

(Don't get too close because you might get shot, boy)

Years and years of that rough life

Runnin' crazed and wild as a kid and growin' tough with a knife

And livin' trife on the regular, buckin' out competitors

See 'em fake a move and chase 'em down like the fuckin' Predator

Get in trouble everyday in school, act a fool

And you know I had to break every rule

Showin' off for the bitches, 'cause I had the mad rep

So I had to watch my back when it was time to step

But the grimiest of the grimiest with love for me

Go pop, pop, and send a chuckle up above for me

Ayo, currency kept passin' me by, but I didn't cry broke

Got hit off with the pack and started sellin' coke

And now the money's lookin' lovely

Pop the drop top and now the bitches wanna rub me

Pick up the game, it's all the same

I kick it back, yo, give 'em slack, yo

And now they label me the Mack, yo, people check it

Get disrespected if you front on the Birdman, you heard, man

Catch a couple shots from the Glock in my hand

Damn, at least I'm realistic with my biscuit

You know you get your ass twisted, so run for cover

Me and my man got a plan, kickin' major dust

So if you're on, nigga, look for the gauge to bust

A lot of pressure with the street fame, it's a deep game

And my mama always cryin', yeah, there's so much pain

So tired

(Don't get too close because you might get shot)

So tired, so

(Don't get too close because you might get shot)

So

They got me mobbin' like I'm loc'ed 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 suckas 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 blastin'

I'm a nut and drinkin' Hennessey and gettin' high

On the lookout for my enemies, don't wanna die

Tell me why, 'cause this stress is 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 head strong

These sorry bastards wanna kill me in my sleep

I'm real, they cannot see

And everyday is just a struggle, steady thuggin' on the streets

And I'll be ballin', loc, don't let 'em make you worry

Keep swingin' at these suckas 'til you buried

I was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta

Word to mother I'm trapped, 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

Tired of the strain and the pain

(Don't get too close because you might get shot)

Tired of the strain and the pain

(Don't get too close because you might get shot)

Tired of the strain and the pain

(Don't get too close because you might get shot)

Tired of the strain and the pain

(Don't get too close because you might get shot, boy)