Luyện nghe bài hát Take My Pain

(master p chorus)

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

(fiend talking)

There a time, where 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, master p an
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 cruel world it's hard to walk these streets bein sober,
It hurts, tryin to get all the weight on my shoulders,
Mom used to be babysitters boulders,
It's all on me to except that I lost my brother,
An to be an juss to go on since we shared the same mother,
Pillows an covers can't the pain that I have,
Sometimes I feel like I lost my half, so sad,
But the way of the ghetto,
See yo life is already made, it's an to pass "a" grade,
See they my city, givin us the pushers an tramps for our highs,
Sellin they of food stamps at night,
I light the lamp, until my lil cousin came in,
'cause I can't to lose 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 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 ain't the same, from the cradel to the grave,
Dear mama 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 life to some chips,
An a shame when yo own homie, sank yo ship,
An cryin......'cause church's be packed,
An all yo family an dressed in black,
An it's a shame, to see homies this earth,
say ball, til you fall, now it's 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 to questions, no one can seem to explain,
I coulda been son of a king,
Instead I was born son of a, killa, surrounded by an fiends,
Dear God I got some questions, that you can answer,
Why my brother got shot, an my grandmother of cancer,
Now through it all I to ball an keep it real,
They say they feel what I feel,
I guess 'cause they don't live I live,
See my mom to be strong, my brother died
Didn't see her cry,
But I seen her the face of the mirror
Wipin tears her eyes,
An my next door neighbor suicide, was it 'cause of stress,
An if it was, was it that bad that he had to choose

(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 everybody in the penitentary, I yo pain
This ain't nuthin like bein free, to take the pain away
Rest in
Kevin bailey, kevin miller. to take the pain away, fiend