2pac Ft. The Game - So Much Pain (Video/Lyrics - BLaZe & DJBoyInTheBubble Remix)





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Uploaded on Sep 9, 2010

Remix By: BLaZe & DjBubble
Effects By: BLaZe & DjBubble
Video By: Me


[2pac - Verse 1]

They'll never take me alive
i'm gettin' high with my four-five
Cocked on these suckas
Time ta die
Even as a youngster
causin' ruckis on tha back of the bus
i was a fool all through high school
kickin' up dust
but now i'm labled as a trouble maker
who can you blame ?
smokin' weed helped me take away the pain
so i'm hopeless
rollin' down the freeway swervin'
don't worry
i'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry
maybe if they tried to understand me
what should i do ?
i had to feed my fuckin' family
what else could i do
but be a thug
out slangin' with the homies
fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club
got my mind on danger
never been a stranger ta homicide
my cities full of gang bangers and drive bys
why do we die at an early age
he was so young
but still a victom of the 12 guage
my memories of a corpse
mind full of sick thoughts
and i ain't goin back to court
so fuck what you thought
im drinkin' hennessey
runnin from my enemies
will i live to be 23
there's so much pain

[The Game - Verse 2]

New York New York, big city of dreams,
I got my L.A Dodger fitted on I'm doing my thing,
Got me fucking wit G-Unit you know the drama that bring,
I got niggas in Westside Compton and Southside Queens,
And Buck told me in Cashville I'm good when I come through,
So I don't gotta tuck in my chain like DJ Poo,
I'm gangster more like Deebo when he was Zeus,
Play bishop I paint that picture now who got the juice,
You niggas is nuts so, I take off your roof,
Leave your ass steched out like a Cadillac Coupe,
God gotta let me in heaven all the shit I been through,
I was an OG in the hood before I turned 22,
Homie I'll let the .38 special rip through that vest,
And I don't contemplate whether or not he left that shit on the dresser,
Got Compton on my back,
I'm starting to feel the pressure,
I'm lyrically Kool G. Rap on these Dre Records

[2pac - Verse 3]

They got me mobbin like i'm
loc'ed and ready to get my slug on
i load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on
i ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me
i got my glock cocked ready if they press me
bust some motherfuckers with a PASSION
better duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BLASTIN
i'm a nut and drinkin hennessey
and gettin' high
on tha lookout for my enemies
don't wanna die
tell me why
cause this stress is gettin' major
a buck fist across my face with my razor
what can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone
keep my brain on tha game and stay head strong
these sorry bastards
want to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see
and everyday it just a struggle
steady thuggin' in the streets
and i'll be ballin' loc
don't let'em make you worry
keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried
i was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,
with a motha on drugs
i'm kickin dust up
ready ta bust
i'm on the scene steady muggin' mean
until they kill me
i'll be livin this life
i know you feel me
there's so much pain

[Instrumental + Outro]

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