So Much Pain Lyrics - Pain Is Love - Ja Rule

Rest in peace to my nigga Stretch, my nigga 'Pac 

So much pain 

Uh, yeah, huh, yeah 

All my, niggas.. so much pain 

Uh, huh, yeah 

Yeah, so, much 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

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

Cocked on these niggas time to die 

Even as a lil' nigga, you could picture me hot gun in the rain 

I shed the tear, cause this nigga here inherits the pain 

And now I'm labeled as a thug nigga, you know the game 

Smokin' weed, fuckin' hoes, slangin' things, that's the life I live 

Even if I tried to go back I'd get lost (come back) 

And everything I seem to love I done lost 

Fuck the world if they can't understand me 

What else could I do? I had to feed my fuckin family 

Yo' lies is my truth, so I'm a drug to your youth 

And you don't want 'em nowhere near me, now that they can hear me 

I spits razors, never been a stranger to homicide 

My city's full of tote-slangers and chalk lines 

Why do we die at an early age? 

Nigga so young, but still a victim of a twelve-gauge 

Feel the rage this world has bestowed upon me 

And I don't give a fuck 'cause they don't give a fuck 'bout me 

So I keep, drinkin' Hennessy, bustin at my enemies 

Will I live to see twenty-three? There's so much pain 

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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain) 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain 

Years and years of strugglin' all my life 

Runnin' wild as a kid, grew up blazin' 'em right 

I'm in a, little cell I call my soul lately 

It's been a, givin' me hell and my heart is screamin', "Don't enter" 

I've been cursed, for what it's worth I feel dead 

Spittin' to you, I know I'm in way over my head 

But Lord hear me, I believe in your "7 Day Theory" 

Three souls done sent this whole world teary (can you hear me?) 

Too hot for you to stand near me 

It's so much pain, and niggas wanna kill me 

I'm tired of the stress and the strain 

But my, grimiest grimeys got love for me 

They're blazin', sendin' shotguns up above for me 

My face in, Hennessy with no chaser 

Coke rises on every way in, keep us hustlin' nigga 

Me and my man got a plan to get this paper nigga 

So if you owe nigga, look for the gauge to blow nigga 

I figured I'd be considered a killer 

Doin' crime excited my mind and leadin' the blind 

I, can't express my compassion, my satisfaction 

For gettin' fucked up and blastin', we all been there 

Taught from young to shoot, show no fear and lie 

And wipe the tears from yo' mother's eyes - so much pain 

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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain) 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain) 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain 

("They'll never take me alive") 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain 

("They'll never take me alive") 

Oh, tired of the strain and the pain 

("They'll never take me alive) 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain 

("They'll never take me alive) 

Oh, no 

("Cocked on these suckers, time to die") 

They got me mobbin' like I'm, loc'd 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 suckers 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' Hennessy 

And gettin' high on the lookout for my enemies 

Don't wanna die, tell me why? 

Cause the stress 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 headstrong 

These sorry bastards wanna kill me in my sleep 

I'm real they can not see 

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

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

Keep swingin' at these suckers 'til you buried 

I was born to raise, hell, a nigga from the gutter, word to mother 

I'm tough, I'm kicki'n 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 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain) 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain) 

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I'm tired of the strain and the pain 

Oh, pain