Ease My Pain

Oh, so it's my fault, huh? I'm the bad guy in the situation, huh?
All I did was take the cards I was dealt and I played with 'em mayne.
I did what I had to do. I did what the streets told me.
I held my head up and I kept it pushin'.
I kept it moving mayne. That's what the streets taught me.

I used to think life was a bitch
Until I came home and you was still at a zip
Asking for front-said you'd pay me in a month
But what I got was my first dirty test from your blunt
What the fuck, should've knew you was smoking that sprayed shit
Fuck you and that bitch ass n-gga you came with
I'm from the pavement-my only option is to rise
Sink or swim ride or die subtract or multiply
So I hustle with intent-I attempt to get a kick
In my hands when my plans go sour when I flip
On my bitch, I'm locked up for some fuckin' domestic
I do 8 months flat and every day I regret it
I'm pathetic, I say it 'cause my pops used to tell me
That I would never be shit, but some other thug's celly
I brought in the millennium sitting in the penn
Smoking on a stick-drinking pruno like its Henn

Some say I'm crazy-some say I'm foul
Alotta people hate me for the way I get down
So I drink and I smoke just to ease my pain, just to ease my pain

I left home as a teen not with a hunger for money
But I was hungry for love, my own house wasn't for me
I was used to getting used and abused by pops
So when I came to the mob it was like signing to the Roc
It was like I had a job and I couldn't be fired
I wore that SNV shirt, man with so much pride
Somebody save me, man 'cause even the mob lied
My homie ran on me-he left a n-gga to die
Instead I live another day-wound up in juvie
My family wouldn't visit or even shoot a kite to me
Half the time they wouldn't even accept my calls
I spent most my teen years locked up in the hall
Lost in group home searching for a loop hole
I never found love, but I learned how to soothe those
Wounds I was cursed with-some felt I was worthless
Yeah, I made mistakes n-gga, ain't nobody perfChorus

Some say I'm crazy-some say I'm foul
Alotta people hate me for the way I get down
So I drink and I smoke just to ease my pain, just to ease my pain

I'm hoping somebody feel me 'fore I meet my death day
If one of you n-gga's kill me I hope you die from tech spray
Better yet of AIDS, remember karma's a bitch
Like that baby mama you got, since '96
I've been strugglin' to make it-I'm finally seeing daylight
Since 2 months from shaking parole, finally my pay right
Boys tried to sell me some dangle, I bounced back from it
64 g's in 4 months, I had to stack for it
Fuck getting a plaque for it, I knew it inside
I could've killed him and to me it would've been justified
Instead I chose to grind, kept my money in my mental
My eyes set on the prize, I had to start from pittles
With a pistol and a plan and a sack of that weak crack
I told my closest fiend's bare with me, I'll be back
Got rid of that, copped A1 yola
I told you it don't stop, I had to make my quota

Some say I'm crazy-some say I'm foul
Alotta people hate me for the way I get down
So I drink and I smoke just to ease my pain, just to ease my pain