Luyện nghe bài hát Take My Pain

(master p chorus)

Feel my pain, feel my
This 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 take that feelin away? I got sons of funk,
An me fiend, an my people, p an silkk
They to tell you how I feel, trapped, everyday life.

1- (fiend)

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

(chorus-sons of funk)

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

(master p x4)

2-(master p)

Ughhh! lord the world ain't the same, from the to the grave,
Dear mama keep yo up I'm tryin ta get paid,
These ghetto tears got me out wantin to scream,
My auntie 35, but bumpin 17 off a fiend,
I live my whole to stack some chips,
An a shame when yo own homie, sank yo ship,
An mama cryin......'cause be packed,
An all yo an friends dressed in black,
An it's a shame, to see leave this 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 an crack cells.

(chorus x2)
(master p x4)

3-(silkk the shocker)

You might me, walkin wit my head down,
In the rain,
Tryin to find answers to questions, no one can to explain,
I coulda born son of a king,
Instead I was son of a, killa, surrounded by dealaz an fiends,
Dear God I got questions, that maybe you can answer,
Why my brother got shot, an my grandmother of cancer,
Now through it all I tried to an keep it real,
They say they don't feel I feel,
I guess 'cause they don't where I live,
See my mom tried to be strong, my brother
Didn't see her cry,
But I seen her the face of the mirror
Wipin from 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 take the pain away, see this one
This for all my ghetto out there
Fightin these street wars, to all my no limit
To in the penitentary, I feel yo pain
This ain't nuthin like free, tryin to take the pain away
Rest in
Kevin bailey, kevin miller. tryin to take the pain away,