Better Days Lyrics - Game

[Chorus] 

Been holdin' this pain inside for so long 

Though the rain never goes away 

They say I should leave these streets behind me 

But it's so hard to escape 

Oh lord please send me an angel 

To lead me out of this place 

Take me awwaaayyyy 

Away, far away to better days 

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[Verse 1] 

First thing I want to do is say what up to T.I. 

King of the south now everybody see why 

I'm just driving and thinking how I survived here 

And I ain't seen Dre and Eminem in five years 

That sounds Shady right, I live a crazy life 

So many black thoughts I had to paint the mercedes white 

I could tell you about the rims but I ain't here for that 

Goin' out like Big and Pac I fear for that 

Take this lambo and put six holes in it 

Shatter the glass and leave my body exposed in it 

Lift the doors up and let all my demons out 

And I can see my brother now cause that's what I've been dreamin' bout 

I ain't thinking bout bitches and pulling beamers out 

I'm thinking about my sons safety everytime they leave the house 

I know how to make it out the hood, I've seen the route 

And heres the proof, me, Venus and Serina out 

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[Chorus] 

Been holdin' this pain inside for so long 

Though the rain never goes away 

They say I should leave these streets behind me 

But it's so hard to escape 

Oh lord please send me an angel 

To lead me out of this place 

Take me awwaaayyyy 

Away, far away to better days 

[Verse 2] 

I'm sitting on these stairs at this church bout to start a verse 

And somewhere in the world somebody bout to start a hearse 

Tell me who inside it, who son is that 

And how he get there now tell me who gun was that 

I ain't saying confessed definetely ain't saying snitch 

But if you killed the nigga, help his mamma dig his ditch 

I'm from a hood were niggas gotta keep there gun cocked 

And kids were Dre beats to stop the sound of gunshots 

But at least they got the Dre beats 

Cause kids in africa ain't even got shoes on they feet 

And I've seen it with my own eyes 

At the same time I'm picking flies off my own eyes 

Can you feel that, if you can hear them buzzing 

You can feel the pain in Mike Tyson and his baby mother 

They lost their baby daughter and she was only three 

She never got a chance to blossom on the family tree 

[Chorus] 

Been holdin' this pain inside for so long 

Though the rain never goes away 

They say I should leave these streets behind me 

But it's so hard to escape 

Oh lord please send me an angel 

To lead me out of this place 

Take me awwaaayyyy 

Away, far away to better days 

[Verse 3] 

We got a new president and I love that he black 

But I'm a ask him like Bush, were the soldiers at? 

Now move the camera to New Orleans were the soldiers at 

The water dried up well nigga do you know your clap 

We all juveniles, we all been through some trials 

And some tribulations, I'm in this booth pacin' 

What do I say next should I talk about some cars 

Or the next chapter of my life and show you all my scars 

Or my bullet wounds, and my stab wounds 

I can't show you I covered 'em up with tattoos 

I can't do nothing but spit the truth 

On probation smoking, drink patron before I hit the booth 

You makin' songs for the club when niggas drinking 

I'm make 'em for the ride home, when niggas thinking 

One minute you here, next minute shit is tragic 

And this a Jim Jonsin track now feel the static 

[Chorus] 

Been holdin' this pain inside for so long 

Though the rain never goes away 

They say I should leave these streets behind me 

But it's so hard to escape 

Oh lord please send me an angel 

To lead me out of this place 

Take me awwaaayyyy 

Away, far away to better days