Feel My Pain Lyrics & Tabs by AZ
Feel My Pain
guitar chords lyrics
This ain’t just rap, its about connects
Ya crabs could trap talk, this is about respect
I’m a mixture of Mutulu and Malcolm X
Young Rick the Ruler, my mouth's a mess
My lil homey home he on house arrest
Try to tell homey be grown, this is about success
The streets been sewn we see a thousand deaths
So many nuts bust I barely get aroused from sex
Try to do leers at the clear,
Amongst those who couldn’t care what’s around my neck
Ten respects BBM'n or sendin' a text linen fresh
Either we sinnin or blendin in with Execs
Nigga I’m blessed puff blunts with big in the flesh
Due to Nas in '95 with the bridge address
Live what I rep, I'm real no identity theft,
Nigga I’m blessed puff blunts with big in the flesh
Due to Nas in '95 with the bridge address
Live what I rep, I'm real no identity theft,
It’s like a prison, appealing the stretch,
Recreation, my reputation
Could bring together the gangs from separation
So, no dough, no explanations, blow!
Get lows my expectations glow
OG, G.O.D and I don't know near nigga that could deebo me
The way I put the words together,
they want something new
So let’s get reacquainted!
Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow!
You talkin' like this was a thing of the past!
Switch Hustlas been killin em ever since
Hey you tell the truth Dawg
Reminisce rent a miss' this is limitless
Started from the Genesis school
Though I been it since
Touch down scrimmages talkin to your Nemesis
Barkin at your innocence, finding that you’re friends ain't shit
New Niggers tend to send a cent to the penetent
Camp style, I know now what kill I'm in
No resemblance moving off my inner strength
Superb penmanship, heard that my pen' was sick
Never impetent wonder where my niggers went
Die hard is still the point even when I'm bent
Fly cars, Louis scarves, everything is meant
Two-ten new in charge I'mma bring suspense
White Ice Blue shupar Y'all ain't seen me since
The young god, took a charge for 'em two attempts
In my defense, I’m due to vent
The way I put the words together, they want something new
So let’s get reacquainted!
Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow!
You talkin' like this was a thing of the past!
Switch Hustlas been killin em ever since
Hey you tell the truth Dawg
Rap convo, blackin' over congos
Glass condo, relaxed in the dawn mode
Both arms fold, feet up on the console
Fuckin bomb holds skeetin on your cornrows
My boy Alonzo beat another homo
Let the dawn flow try and get Lebron's dough
Head honcho high with a Milan glow
How them horns blow make a nigga mambo
White Bronco, address beef pronto, breast meat combo, don't be a John Doe
Still calm though, OG at the trial when they hit Busy Bee in '03
Low key, live wire flow be, 5th gear mode it could rip earlobes
Sip Ros' think quick on my tiptoes, life's a bitch and the chick chose
The way I put the words together, they want something new
So let’s get reacquainted!
Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow!
You talkin' like this was a thing of the past!
Switch Hustlas been killin em ever since
Hey you tell the truth Dawg
