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Voodoobeats - So Much Pain lyrics
[Master P and (Mo B. Dick)]
 Oh like that (Ooh)
 Tre-8 they ain't ready for this dog (Ooh)
 Smoke One and No Limit (Ooh)
 All the way from California to New Orleans
 Ask em' about it, so much pain boy (So much pain)
 [Master P]
 Birds in the kitchen, palms itchin'
 And all y'all niggas in the game pay attention
 As I teach, ain't got no time to preach
 2 for 3, 4 for 5, 16 a fuckin' key
 Don't laugh, niggas like to backstab
 But where I'm from see yo brother on a body slab
 New Orleans, the city of the candy cream
 A bunch of projects full of jackers and dope fiends
 As I cry, think one day I gotta die
 But I don't give a fuck cause ain't no love from the outside
 As I walk to the projects
 Niggas killin' dope fiends behind fuckin' county checks
 And my younger homie smokin' dope
 The niggas I used to hang with doin' that boy broke
 And they gone off that water, water
 Ain't no love from New Orleans all the way back to Florida
 It's just a bunch of pain
 [Chorus: Mo B. Dick]
 So much pain, so much pain
 So much pain, so much pain
 [Mia X]
 I'm feelin' so much pain, holdin' back my tears of anger
 As I walk through this danger zone
 That I used to call home
 Strangers got my nerves all jumpyVoodoobeats - So Much Pain - http://motolyrics.com/voodoobeats/so-much-pain-lyrics.html
 But it's best I watch them niggas who be smilin' actin' chummy
 Like it's all real
 I don't know why they got it in for me
 Like my girl Jill, who was sleepin' with the enemy
 Never knew the handy dope was a sad one
 Now I know the vibes that I felt was some bad ones
 Takes a mad one, females so precious
 Tryin' to move on since our best friend left us
 Got my baby still stuck in this drama filled blue
 Tryin' to get my pockets on so I can snatch him from this zoo
 And paint a clearer picture cause the one I see now
 Got my vision all blurry, hard to see my way out
 Bow my head to Lord and pray hard for a change
 Can lift a sister from feelin' this
 So much pain, so much pain
[Chorus]
 [Tre-8]
 Growin' up as a youngster, comin' around that thug life
 Dog nights with drug fights just made me get my mind right
 But times I just slap on ya block and leave me bleedin'
 It's hard for me to run cause they might catch me when I'm sleepin'
 But I'm peepin' out the go round, wipe the sweat from my forehead
 Take a swig of the beer and reminice about what my boy said
 He told me keep my head up, don't get filled with all this drama
 Havin' talks with my diary cause I can't have talks with my mama
 And still feel my eyes fold I start to be the best
 Sometimes I cock my nine and wanna get it of my chest
 But I guess I'll just take it one day at a time
 But until a nigga die I got these feelings on my mind
 Fuckin' so much pain
[Chorus to fade]










