Luyện nghe bài hát Take My Pain

(master p chorus)

Feel my pain, my pain
ghetto got me goin through some thangs
God my pain. (x4)

(fiend talking)

There comes a time, uhhh, you have things of yourself, when you
Lose someone, how you gonna take that away? I got sons of funk,
An me fiend, an my people, master p an
They ready to tell you how I feel, trapped, life.

1- (fiend)

Everytime I my eyes, I thank God for wakin this soldier,
'cause in this cruel world it's hard to walk streets bein sober,
It hurts, tryin to get all the weight on my shoulders,
Mom used to be buyin boulders,
It's all on me to except that I lost my brother,
An to be stong an juss to go on since we shared the mother,
Pillows an covers can't smother the pain I have,
Sometimes I feel I lost my better half, so sad,
But the way of the ghetto,
See yo life is already made, an accomplishment to pass "a" grade,
See they hate my city, givin us the pushers an for our highs,
Sellin they book of stamps at night,
I light the porch lamp, until my lil cousin in,
'cause I can't afford to another gender life,
But livin this bend you could it if it came today,
It rained away, you be how to take the pain away.

(chorus-sons of funk)

Tell me what we gonna do? the world ain't the man,
The way we live is a shame, I hide this pain. (x2)

(master p x4)

2-(master p)

Ughhh! the world ain't the same, from the cradel to the grave,
Dear mama yo head up I'm tryin ta get paid,
These tears got me out there wantin to scream,
My auntie 35, but bumpin 17 off a fiend,
I live my whole life to some chips,
An a shame when yo own homie, sank yo ship,
An mama cryin......'cause be packed,
An all yo family an friends in black,
An it's a shame, to see homies leave earth,
Some say ball, til you fall, now ashes an dirt,
Sometimes, I feel like I'm between heaven an hell,
In the ghetto's ? ? ? tory, wit fiends an cells.

(chorus x2)
(master p x4)

3-(silkk the shocker)

You might catch me, walkin wit my down,
In the rain,
Tryin to find to questions, no one can seem to explain,
I coulda been son of a king,
Instead I was born son of a, killa, by dealaz an fiends,
Dear God I got questions, that maybe you can answer,
Why my got shot, an my grandmother died of cancer,
Now through it all I tried to ball an it real,
They say they feel what I feel,
I guess 'cause don't live where I live,
See my mom tried to be strong, my died
Didn't see her cry,
But I seen her through the face of the
Wipin tears her eyes,
An my door neighbor committed suicide, was it 'cause of stress,
An if it was, was it that bad that he had to death?

(chorus song ends)
(master p x4)

(fiend talking)

Sittin here tryin to the pain away, see this one here
This for all my fiends out there
these street wars, to all my no limit soldiers
To everybody in the penitentary, I feel yo
This ain't nuthin like bein free, tryin to the pain away
Rest in
Kevin bailey, kevin miller. tryin to take the pain away,