Luyện nghe bài hát Take My Pain

(master p chorus)

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

(fiend talking)

There 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 God for wakin this soldier,
'cause in this world it's hard to walk these streets bein sober,
It hurts, tryin to get all the weight on my shoulders,
Mom to be babysitters buyin boulders,
It's all on me to really that I lost my brother,
An to be an juss to go on since we shared the same mother,
Pillows an covers smother the pain that I have,
Sometimes I like 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, us the pushers an tramps for our highs,
they book of food stamps at night,
I light the porch lamp, my lil cousin came in,
'cause I afford to lose another gender life,
But livin bend you could 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 hide this pain. (x2)

(master p x4)

2-(master p)

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

(chorus x2)
(master p x4)

3-(silkk the shocker)

You might catch me, wit my head down,
In the rain,
Tryin to answers 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 some questions, that you can answer,
Why my got shot, an my grandmother died of cancer,
Now through it all I to ball an keep it real,
They say they don't feel I feel,
I guess they don't live where I live,
See my mom tried to be strong, my brother
Didn't see her cry,
But I seen her through the face of the
Wipin from her eyes,
An my next door neighbor 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 here to take the pain away, see this one here
for all my ghetto fiends out there
Fightin 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
in peace
Kevin bailey, kevin miller. tryin to take the pain away,