Luyện nghe bài hát Feel My Pain

As I sit an myself
Am I cocky 'coz I play my shit and listen to myself
Or am I strivin' for Answer that
Ah, fuck it I'm and I about to perfect rap, nigga

And I these streets
That's why my songs is deeper than death
I went from no food in the fridge to a platter on my and I watch it
And y'all ain't gotta give me that but ya hand out my pockets

'coz you makin' me nervous, it ain't worth it
We don't want no accident when I on purpose
'Coz we done so many tragedies done
September 11th, 2001

Like, how I forget, I lost my man pop in that shit
Help me get a
I think, I'm it do
Because between life an death, I be the two

And sometimes, I give a fuck if I live or die
But I think if I don't give a fuck myself who else will, I'm stressin'

Guess, I was the wrong way
That's why, I walk with the long eighth
And done shed so many tears, I have none
Sometimes, I sat and for death

I feel like it's a quarter to 12
15 minutes to my days is over why it's hard to stay soba
So I drink in the and smoke in the sun
And create my own clouds not to think of the

Sometimes, I think I'm insane
I get mad and shout, name in vain
Forgive me for my sins, he got me again
He got me back rappin' again now help me choose my

My gats the one to me
But if my gun could the stand and tell, I'll be doin' life in jail
judge, he made me do it
It ain't the gun, it's the nigga behind it that it, that's ruthless

You see, of niggaz, don't want drag to shine
Instead they wanna see drag locked up like my nigga
So you what they try to do, leave a nigga behind
You know what it is, they me

Motherfuckin' held me back for 3 fucking years
And niggaz left me for dead
Hopin' that the world would but you know what?
They didn't forget, they bought me

And now, I'm in the shape of my life
So now, I'm on some shit like fuck,
All I give a fuck about is my niggaz and my niggaz
I'm on some like

Y'all can suck off
'Coz I don't need to succeed y'all nigga
I know, you like my play early
Like Nelly got country grammar 'er day

I can go cold and still out shows
And enough dough to get your feet choppin' not about your toes?
For comin' at me half
Talkin' like gangsta shit and ain't no weapon, nigga

Ah, I got the best flow, I be the in the Bronx
'Coz, I walk through the swamps
Strivin' through the alleys of death, my destiny in life
if it takes my last breath, nigga

I walk in where it could've been my last step
But God got me out of it, I Him and I'm proud of it
Now can you my pain
See what I see walk in my shoes and still keep sane, nigga