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Take My Pain

Master P

No Limit Greatest Hits

2006

I live my whole life to stack some chips,
An it's a shame when yo own homie, sank yo ship,
An mama cryin......'cause church's be packed,
An all yo

Take My Pain

Master P

There's One in Every Family

1998

I live my whole life to stack some chips,
An it's a shame when yo own homie, sank yo ship,
An mama cryin......'cause church's be packed,
An all yo

her cry for help friends abandoned now drink you away
she's been aimlessly wandering stumbling through the grime
scratching her heroin itch addiction's

Can I Live

Jay-Z

Reasonable Doubt [Clean]

1996

our lives (right)
What do you bring to the table?

While I'm watching every nigga watching me closely
My shit is butter for the bread they wanna

and poisoned the vision
Preaching to live for God, but all I see is religion
Sunday singing at the church and proud to be called a christian
They're preaching

yeah I know that you tried shorty (Yuh)
You was my addiction, in the end I'll be alright
Yeah
Live free 'till I'm six deep (Yuh)
Fuck a censor, fuck

my money, so it keep me entertained
Even in the winter she gon be a summer flame
We gon make it rain when we smoking mary jane
Now we at the top floor

of the street,rules you get to understand
if you live by it you die by it
Gu with it cheffing up good food in the basement
Seven six twos turns you victim cooperating

I tried
Because whenever I do I feel like dying

(Oh take me away...)

Addictions take away our pain inside
They make the demons disappear
I have

lost my way
Well, ok. I admit it. I kinda lost my faith
I'm juggling addictions but tryna walk away
So done with these afflictions. Man, what more can I

wanna fly away
I just wanna fly away
I just wanna fly away
I just wanna fly away
I just wanna fly away
I just wanna fly away
I just wanna fly away
I just

and only known for one role and that's being on chips
I'm Estrada
I'm Fond of the Jane, you Jane Fonda
I'm big bro to niggas you came under
I ain't hard

forsaken in vain
I could never turn on my brothers like Able was done by Cain
Stop smoking weed and giving in to the temptation of Mary Jane
Quit tarnishing

up and it's the game, I was born for this shit in the main event
Mary Jane to the brain you could tell by the fragrance
These niggas ain't gang
These

a stronger grind 
Chained up for the slave ships 
Chokers on the neck 
But you claimed it's mad chips 
Selling out for profit 
Devil working in mad shifts

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

I need to chip away
My patience running out
The sky is turning gray
My God wheres my forgiveness?
Help subdue this wretched pain
Deep cut the angry

who is who
Take the pain away and show the truth
Knives in my back and bruises too
That'll be a lie if I never lose
Know what's right and wrong so I had

in May
I thought of this song with a Bomb by the Bay
Young nigga turnt that’s just all I can say
Get the fuck out my face
I get to the chips like

Mind Goes Mad

Twiztid

Darkness [LP]

2015

followed by apologies
And that's probably the real reason my tendencies, they devour me
Like addiction, it collars me like a dog on a short chain
Real

base your self worth off the paper that's in your wallets
Seen priceless live taken by selfish greed and violence
Killers crossing the line cause nobody

go

So Jon and Jen and Jane were on the streets without a home
Abandoned by the ones supposed to love and keep them warm
Then a voice fell on their

Ventilation

Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

personal, why?
Now everybody wanna rap about they personal lives
Before that it was non-existant
Me, I'm an addict with an addiction for anything that

Operation I'm dope, clearing out my sanity Music is my therapy
Navigate the pain away, move at a different pace, gotta keep up with the race, be