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)

comes a time, where 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, p an silkk
They ready to tell you how I feel, trapped, life.

1- (fiend)

Everytime I open my eyes, I thank God for this soldier,
'cause in cruel world it's hard to walk these streets bein sober,
It hurts, to get over all the weight on my shoulders,
Mom to be babysitters buyin boulders,
It's all on me to except that I lost my brother,
An to be stong an to go on since we shared the same mother,
Pillows an covers can't smother the that I have,
Sometimes I feel like I my better half, so sad,
But the way of the ghetto,
See yo life is already made, it's an accomplishment to "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 lamp, until my lil cousin came in,
'cause I can't afford to another gender life,
But livin this bend you lose it if it came today,
It rained away, you be wonderin how to the pain away.

(chorus-sons of funk)

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

(master p x4)

2-(master p)

Ughhh! lord the world the same, from the cradel to the grave,
mama keep yo head up I'm tryin ta get paid,
These ghetto tears got me out wantin to scream,
My 35, but bumpin 17 off a dope fiend,
I live my whole to stack some chips,
An it's a shame yo own homie, sank yo ship,
An cryin......'cause church's be packed,
An all yo family an friends in black,
An it's a shame, to see leave this earth,
Some say ball, til you fall, now it's an dirt,
Sometimes, I feel like I'm trapped heaven an hell,
In the ? ? ? tory, wit fiends 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 to questions, no one can seem to explain,
I coulda been son of a king,
Instead I was son of a, killa, surrounded by dealaz an fiends,
Dear God I got some questions, maybe you can answer,
Why my brother got shot, an my grandmother of cancer,
Now through it all I tried to ball an it real,
say they don't feel what I feel,
I guess 'cause don't live where I live,
See my mom to be strong, my brother died
Didn't see her cry,
But I her through the face of the mirror
Wipin tears her eyes,
An my door neighbor committed suicide, was it 'cause of stress,
An if it was, was it that bad he had to choose death?

(chorus until ends)
(master p x4)

(fiend talking)

Sittin tryin to take the pain away, see this one here
This for all my fiends out there
Fightin these wars, to all my no limit soldiers
To everybody in the penitentary, I 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,