Pain

Lord forgive me for the pain that I've caused

I know I can't be right

Lord, please shield my Mama eyes from the pain and the scars that's been dealt to my life

Cause if she knew me

If she knew how I feel

She'd probably cry

Truly vindictive, hyper-focused on your mix

Smoking up all the cigs

Punks, bottles and the pistols

**** showed up with pistols

Bitches burn up your incense with the truth and bear witness

Healing's on the other side

Pain is the measure

Pain make me wanna settle in

But pain, I be feeling dangerous

If I never win

Burps on my bottle, tanks gonna have to stop me, hoe

Burns on my needle, burns I'm a fucking zombie, hoe

Watch this **** cook, burning a hole in your monitor

These **** think they tough

I came to body like all of them, I need some leg room

Watch out, I'm on my shit again

Who up in the city talking loud?

Fuck what your vision is, bitching and wishing that you have problems with riches

My ****'s hungry, running your house

And we just cleaned out your kitchen, you feel that?

That's that pain, that's that pain

Type of shit that make them drop like 5-5-6 to your brain

I was made to be different, patiently waiting on my karma

Thanking my ****'s ages, I could've lost it, but I made it, baby

Made it out of the fog

This for those who pour it in to me, dawg, and for the enemies, dawg

Yeah, yeah, yeah

We all that we got, that'll pull us out the depth deception trick in this box

I'm gonna be up in this bitch whether you like it or not

Nothing wrong with some shooting if the right people get shot

(woaaah)

This is the dark matter of the soul, good intentions rolled off, paid n drenched in gold

From dirt I rose with pain, I still heal from a puritan **** screaming like:

"Fuck the pilgrims"