[00:22.71]I haven't smoked a sherm in 27 days
[00:25.02]When I'm under pressure,
[00:26.27]I feel it's necessary to blaze
[00:27.90]Looking at my life as if I wasn't here,
[00:30.09]why the fuck that picture be so clear
[00:31.77]Since my nigga died,
[00:32.59]I done slowed down on drank
[00:33.84]But I'm right back heavy on beer
[00:35.15]Stained finger tips and lips,
[00:35.96]cause smoking come with murders
[00:36.84]Fiending for heaven but I wonder, if I'm worthy
[00:39.21]Please God forgive your servant,
[00:40.40]and your man child
[00:41.90]But the fact that he got Jordans,
[00:43.40]and a nigga like me
[00:44.40]Grow po' wings was bullshit, so I ran wild
[00:46.21]Wasn't I good enough,
[00:47.03]to get some shit like that
[00:48.40]It was only a grade,
[00:49.46]you know I didn't deserve to get hit like that
[00:51.21]My life my life, falls under the wicked and shife
[00:53.96]I gotta pay my rent,
[00:55.34]therefor my partnas might be targets tonight
[00:57.28]Even though I'm grown fucked up childhood,
[00:58.59]keep fucking my dome
[00:59.46]Fuck around and front, like I'm gon
[01:01.28]Buy your work, and straight leave on your song
[01:02.96]If a nigga take me out it's all good,
[01:04.40]cause I've been fiending to leave
[01:05.53]My life is fucked up,
[01:06.46]and I'm tired of having to drink to a G
[01:08.90]Pain, my middle name
[01:13.21]I must learn to live again,
[01:15.40]but existing in such a strain
[01:20.15]Pain, my middle name
[01:24.40]Lord please have mercy on my soul,
[01:27.40]i can't maintain
[01:30.59]Now I done had pistols to my head befo'
[01:32.84]Woke up with a dead body, in a bed befo'
[01:35.40]Don't ask me why, only talk to Z-Ro
[01:37.03]I'm noid, never trust friends they don't love us
[01:39.34]They front like they your homies,
[01:40.46]but they bury motherfuckers
[01:41.78]Dog I'm going through it daily,
[01:43.47]fiending for a killa to take me out
[01:45.28]What am I living for,
[01:46.15]nothing but a record label huh break me out
[01:48.09]I'm so sick and tired Lord knows,
[01:49.47]I'm sick and tired of this pain
[01:50.84]But steady keeping the world,
[01:51.90]I'm no preaching through the rap game
[01:53.58]The most evilest niggas nightmares,
[01:54.46]of my fondest dream
[01:55.27]Cause death rules everything around me and the cream,
[01:57.83]is a cup of lean
[01:59.02]Having a case of flashbacks,
[02:00.21]of the good time
[02:01.27]But then I remember,
[02:02.08]it wasn't no good time
[02:03.08]Just poverty stricken,
[02:03.64]and kicking it in the hood time
[02:05.25]24 and I still can't think,
[02:06.36]from Guerilla Maab to Point Blank
[02:07.87]To Big Moe to Z-Ro, and still no bank
[02:10.25]I gotta be paying dues,
[02:11.43]for my niggas that lost they life in the game
[02:13.50]Cause the more I struggle for happiness,
[02:14.87]nothing but pain
[02:16.76]Pain, my middle name
[02:21.13]I must learn to live again,
[02:23.19]but existing in such a strain
[02:26.32]Pain, my middle name
[02:32.51]Lord please have mercy on my soul,
[02:35.07]i can't maintain
[02:36.51]Dorothy Marie or mama,
[02:40.02]I've been stressed, learning to live
[02:41.14]A life of misfortune,
[02:42.08]my feet have been so swollen from my quest
[02:44.27]I'd like to find the meaning of sick and tired
[02:46.33]Plus I can't determine between a bitch and right
[02:48.33]Even my friends are fake,
[02:49.33]that's why I'm quick to ride
[02:50.64]I'm the shit bitch,
[02:51.58]I know you smell the odor
[02:53.14]Them other two niggas ain't bitches,
[02:54.20]and it's had a chip on my shoulder
[02:55.58]I love my cousin and my brother mayn,
[02:57.14]but see it ain't nothing but drama
[02:58.95]When you live in a slum,
[03:00.33]across the street from the gutter mayn
[03:02.08]I'm 'pose to be a rap star,
[03:03.39]dig these blues a nigga ain't
[03:04.58]Seen the states in two months,
[03:05.77]I'm in the kitchen as a crack star
[03:07.58]What a wonderful way,
[03:08.20]to spend my fucking album release
[03:09.33]A promotional show,
[03:10.45]and I must get do' nigga I got ounces to cheese
[03:12.89]Ounces of green,
[03:13.64]I got mouths to feed so I need G's
[03:15.89]Plus my own shit the T.V. in the living room,
[03:18.14]is Mexican D's
[03:18.83]Gotta be paying dues,
[03:19.83]for my niggas that lost they life in the game
[03:22.38]More I struggle for happiness,
[03:23.32]nothing but pain
[03:24.76]Pain, my middle name
[03:28.94]I must learn to live again,
[03:30.88]but existing in such a strain
[03:36.01]Pain, my middle name
[03:40.32]Lord please have mercy on my soul,
[03:43.01]i can't maintain