Living In Pain Lyrics

Living In Pain lyrics

Welcome to the house of pain, Just Blaze niggaz

There's no way out, it seems I can't get free

Somebody tell me what's happenin' to me



The country bud got me chokin'

I'm on a mission to the point motherfuckers think I'm smokin'

Yeah, that sick nigga Biggie wit' the H-shot fifth

Wit' the extra clip for that extra shit



Don't you know that killin' is thrillin'

All the blood spillin' is all up on the drug dealin'

A broad gangsta my daddy was a thug

Had a 38 wit' the hallow point slug



So when he lit shots

Niggaz dropped quicker than bootlegger sells his liquor

A little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes

Payin' dudes, while kids was on their one's and two's



Now I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster

Got the Mac .11's swingin' from my shoulder

It's a damn shame I got to put my mom through the strain

I'm livin' in a house of pain



Is anybody listenin' and tell me can you can see

This darkness surroundin' me

Now it's gettin' colder heavy on my shoulder

And it's gettin' hard to breathe



And it's gettin' blurry, I'm gettin' worried

'Cause it's gettin' hard to see

When you're living in the house of pain



When the motherfuckin' dust kicker, who can you trust?

Who gave you the heart to see a nigga?

Before you bust, my name is spoken on the tongue so many foes

Bustin' motherfuckers out the blocks and I ain't even go



Now how the hell do you explain my claim to fame

From doin' fix to bustin' tricks out the fuckin' frame

Got these bitches on my jock niggaz on my block

Jealous ass suckers got it duckin' for my fuckin' glock



And bustin' niggaz ass is to stay alive

Skinny ass playa watchin' victim motherfuckers fry

They ask me how I'm livin' how I'm a hustler?

Buckin' busters till they die



Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?

Niggaz got they AK's headin' for the bird

Aimin' at free ass bitches let 'em rain

Givin' 'em, wettin' 'em, welcome to the house of pain



Is anybody listenin' and tell me can you can see

This darkness surroundin' me

Now it's gettin' colder heavy on my shoulder

And it's gettin' hard to breathe



And it's gettin' blurry, I'm gettin' worried

'Cause it's gettin' hard to see

When you're living in the house of pain



Wendy Williams say I stayed dust, maybe I should

'Cuz these rappers'll have your phone tap like Savion Glover

And on the West the police corrupt, some are bloods

But these Teflon I loaded explodin' some mugs



I'm like Furious in Boyz In the Hood

But at the drive through I'm ain't runnin' I'm dumpin'

Crazy like a paru and load up, know how Nas do

I'm callin' Henchmen to save shit, to organize a black truth



And we party hard party wit' Nas

Since they ain't no more, Mardi Gras and Bush won't apologize

I got gangsta hoes Kobe Bryant scared to sodomize

And .45's for them suckers y'all idolize



Y'all yellin' my name but y'all soon die in

Tryin' to portray real but they be lyin'

'Cuz they want the real niggaz to die so they can game

But neva that, this ain't neva lastin' this is the house of pain



Is anybody listenin' and tell me can you can see

This darkness surroundin' me

Now it's gettin' colder heavy on my shoulder

And it's gettin' hard to breathe



And it's gettin' blurry, I'm gettin' worried

'Cause it's gettin' hard to see

When you're living in the house of pain