Pain (feat. Cartel the Great)
Omar RAPP$
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All this fuckin' pain All this fuckin' pain Yeah If you black, you know what pain is If you black, you know what pain is Yeah Yeah These complications Heart is racing Soul be breaking Black in wicked nation Living here is full of hatred Its tough but I'm pacing Look what I be facing I'm in the hood, and plus twelve is Satan Yo we dying waiting Step out it's hot We trapped in a metal box Gangsters and cops Tryna find a black they can pop Like it never stop Growing up, I never had my pops So it made me cold My mind froze Heart hard as rock Coming up was broke as f*ck The Jordan's I could never cop Fast forward now Still some Jordan's I could never cop My life is like a pair a sneakers Tied, forever in a knot I ain't getting younger Best believe that time will never stop Forks, mason jars and pots Trapping hard for paper knots Or working overnight at food spots Nowhere near the top The only things the system offer us Is prison or a box Black up in America Like being cursed to you till rot On my mama being black is pain Being a nigga all this shit is rain Niggas is dying and ain't nobody came Nothing is given but a bunch of pain All this shit pain All I see is pain All this shit is pain Cause I'm hurting I ain't healing I feel it All this fuckin' pain It's like I suffer from that Kanye disease My direction says pain But I aim to please I mean, geesh I lost my mother and father Yet y'all expect for me Not to be bothered Everyone goes through something Mines affected me harder Don't mean that I'm weak Or less emotionally smarter I'm just more in tune Did nine years in them concrete rooms Like, f*ck the rumors Just ask me and don't assume I just wanted to eat Nobody gave me a spoon An angel fighting demons Cursed with a gift since the womb I'm paranoid still Watch the sweep with the broom Cause the wrong leak Will get you mopped, Swift Clean the room I'm saying, I feel everything The sneak dissing, the hating They don't compare to me So like the letter after A I just let em be I can't keep saying f*ck it with these felonies Gotta avoid the jealousy It's like, I'm on a crash course with love Give me what I deserve Or I ask for it in blood Olympic style Except we pass torches with gloves Fingerprints, evidence Won't match me to a smudge You dug Because to dig me You ain't comprehend I over stood That's the reason you should understand Being sarcastic Metaphors are graphic Rapping about respect Cause nigga, I'm tired of asking F*ck the dramatics Just stay up out my lane I'm hard in the paint With more haters than Lebron James Ask em why What's the reason to hate you They don't know They're just fools like the season of April Yeah, but it's cool and I ain't tripping Use to fast balls I used to practice with King Griffey Aye, pack my suitcase and luggage Cause we tripping And dog, you can't compare us to others Cause we different
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