Pain (feat. B.Ev)

Its the time killa season
The boy that they do not believe in
The one they ignore for no reason
Cause I just don't believe in the shit that they preaching

This ain't for the culture can't stress it enough
Don't play this if you are not leveling up
Don't play this if you are not projecting no love
Don't play this my nigga you just not like us

We are not the same I'm a muhfuckin alien
Deport this muthafucka he don't follow what we telling him
Can't control this nigga public school system failing shit
Its feeling in the room I'm the muthafucking elephant

They been trying play me Grew up overcame
Each of the obstacles thrown in my way
octane in veins spitting out flames
Don't bother with fame it's too many rappers

Too many rappers pretending they trappers
Too many rappers that's slaves to they masters
It's Too many rappers synonymous names
It's too many rappers not true to the game
It's too many people that's riding a wave
It's too many people that's living afraid
It's too many people that live behind gates
It's too many people not knowing bout race
It's too many cowards that don't know the shame
It's too many cowards that's living too safe
It's too many cowards with nothing at stake
It's too many cowards that ain't felt the pain

Staring out the window trying to see through all this pain
These voices in my head keep calling my name
masking my feelings I gotta keep them tucked away
This game tried to change me but I'm still the same

Been through it all

Pain is watching your family die
Like seeing they life drain right from theyeyes
Regretting decisions to plee for more time

Pray to whoever they don't reap the fire
Pray to whoever they go to sky
Making a changes that they wished you would try
Even if it means you'll be a living a lie

You might be living a lie for a minute
It's just the depression and how deep you in it
The depth that the demons got hold of yo spirit
Your justifications for not feeling guilty
Don't hear me nah you gotta feel me

Ever been told you ain't acting your race
I've been black all my life I don't know no more ways
Cause I grew up where I grew up I can't help where I stay
And my mama was working three jobs by the way

Step dad move in now there's crack in your place
Ever seen ya mom get slapped in her face
Cause her husband upset that she came home too late
Then go to school like the very next day

Staring out the window trying to see through all this pain
These voices in my head keep calling my name
Masking my feelings I gotta keep them tucked away
This game tried to change me but I'm still the same

Been through it all



Credits
Writer(s): A Jackson
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