Shameful Pain

I need the answer, to all the pain
Before all the shame, comes back again
Meeting my maker, waited in vein
Before all the pain comes back again

Yeah look, pain is something that ya can't escape
Don't let ya pride sit and hide it behind the drapes

I been there before
And I meant when I told
Myself when I said I had to let go all the hate and blame on my foes

But I don't know how to go down with the flow
You hit me with some more, and ill throw it in with the load
Oh wait, I hear the shame coming, I gotta stop the bluffing
Oh no, let's go, Oh

I gotta stop the show
I push it out my life, but it always comes home
And I'm running out of ammo
I got to face it now before it hits the field goal

I gotta stop the show
I push it out my life, but it always comes home
And I'm running out of ammo
I got to face it now before it hits the field goal

I need the answer, to all the pain
Before all the shame, comes back again
Meeting my maker, waited in vein
Before all the pain comes back again

Yeah, I try to turn off my frontal lobe
Yeah, but there goes my occipital, I see it
I'm burning up inside its hot in there like I live in Phoenix
I can't afford steam in my presence look man so I'm leaving
Ima hot head, and remember I said
I bite my tongue because I know if open Like pot heads
I'll flame you
There's no coming back from that cuz I mentally hang you
Yeah, so bob ya head don't let my silence be mislead

I gotta stop the show
I push it out my life, but it always comes home
And I'm running out of ammo
I got to face it now before it hits the field goal

I gotta stop the show
I push it out my life, but it always comes home
And I'm running out of ammo
I got to face it now before it hits the field goal

I need the answer, to all the pain
Before all the shame, comes back again
Meeting my maker, waited in vein
Before all the pain comes back again

We're just stars that got people names
Yeah, I guess that's why the spotlight hides the pain
It crumbles up and then develops into prideful shame
I care about what others think of me but I'm done with games

Look Jesus, My healer
I need a pass where is my Visa
Conceive a piece of my mind so I can be a free believer
He's sitting back like son relax, hey man just grab a
Piece of, peace look, pain's a soft one look man I'll defeat em

I gotta stop the show
I push it out my life, but it always comes home
And I'm running out of ammo
I got to face it now before it hits the field goal

I gotta stop the show
I push it out my life, but it always comes home
And I'm running out of ammo
I got to face it now before it hits the field goal

I need the answer, to all the pain
Before all the shame, comes back again
Meeting my maker, waited in vein
Before all the pain comes back again