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 comes a time, where uhhh, you have things of yourself, you
Lose someone, how you gonna take that feelin 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 cruel world it's hard to walk these streets bein sober,
It hurts, tryin to get over all the on my shoulders,
Mom used to be babysitters 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 can't smother the pain 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 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 lose another 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 ain't the same man,
The way we is a shame, I can't 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 head up I'm ta get paid,
These ghetto got me out there wantin to scream,
My auntie 35, but 17 off a dope fiend,
I live my life to stack 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 it's a shame, to see homies this earth,
Some say ball, til you fall, now ashes an dirt,
Sometimes, I feel like I'm trapped heaven an hell,
In the ghetto's ? ? ? tory, wit fiends an cells.

(chorus x2)
(master p x4)

3-(silkk the shocker)

You might me, walkin wit my head down,
In the rain,
Tryin to answers to questions, no one can seem to explain,
I been born son of a king,
Instead I was born son of a, killa, surrounded by an fiends,
Dear God I got some questions, maybe you can answer,
Why my got shot, an my grandmother died of cancer,
Now it all I tried to ball an keep it real,
They say don't feel what I feel,
I 'cause they don't live where I live,
See my mom to be strong, my brother died
wanna see her cry,
But I seen her the face of the mirror
Wipin tears her eyes,
An my next door committed suicide, was it 'cause of stress,
An if it was, was it bad that he had to choose 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 soldiers
To everybody in the penitentary, I feel yo
This nuthin like bein free, tryin to take the pain away
Rest in
Kevin bailey, kevin miller. to take the pain away, fiend