Luyện nghe bài hát Take My Pain

(master p chorus)

Feel my pain, feel my
This ghetto got me goin through 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, master p an
They ready to tell you how I feel, trapped, life.

1- (fiend)

Everytime I my eyes, I thank God for wakin this soldier,
'cause in this cruel world it's hard to walk these bein sober,
It hurts, tryin to get all the weight on my shoulders,
Mom to be babysitters buyin boulders,
all on me to really except that I lost my brother,
An to be stong an juss to go on since we 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 already made, it's an accomplishment to "a" grade,
See they hate my city, us the pushers an tramps for our highs,
Sellin they book of stamps at night,
I light the porch lamp, my lil cousin came in,
I can't afford to lose another gender life,
But livin bend you could lose it if it came today,
It rained away, you be how to take the pain 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 this pain. (x2)

(master p x4)

2-(master p)

Ughhh! lord the world ain't the same, from the to the grave,
Dear keep yo head 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 stack chips,
An a shame when yo own homie, sank yo ship,
An mama cryin......'cause be packed,
An all yo family an dressed in black,
An it's a shame, to see homies leave earth,
say ball, til you fall, now it's ashes an dirt,
Sometimes, I feel I'm trapped 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 been born 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 died of cancer,
Now through it all I tried to ball an it real,
They say don't feel what I feel,
I guess 'cause they don't live I live,
See my mom tried to be strong, my died
Didn't see her cry,
But I seen her the face of the mirror
Wipin tears her eyes,
An my next neighbor committed suicide, was it 'cause of stress,
An if it was, was it that bad that he had to death?

(chorus until ends)
(master p x4)

(fiend talking)

Sittin here tryin to the pain away, see this one here
This for all my fiends out there
these street wars, to all my no limit soldiers
To everybody in the penitentary, I yo pain
This ain't nuthin like bein free, tryin to take the pain
in peace
Kevin bailey, kevin miller. tryin to take the away, fiend