Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Feel Your Pain, artist - Benzino. Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
Feel Your Pain |
| Yo, pain ain’t nuthin but a part of the game |
| They got us real fucked up |
| Ain’t nuthin but a part of the game, deal wit it |
| Life -- is a hustle, I got my .45 waitin to bubble |
| I lost a lot of my loved ones to the struggle |
| It’s like I’m holdin back my breath through a muzzle |
| It’s like I got one more piece to complete the puzzle |
| You only got one chance cuz I don’t love you |
| And I’ll be boned if I cock back and slug you |
| For all my dead niggas, that’s above you |
| It’s like a feud, my family ain’t around they done |
| And if I lose one more soulja I’ma drown someone |
| Who Makaveli? |
| I give you eight to ya belly |
| For Killa Khadafi, please tell the cops to stop me |
| My brother Seeky, I’ma ride all night for ya |
| And do the same for Gustafa and Big Mike soulja |
| This to my main man comin from a Made nigga |
| I feel your pain, hold ya head, let’s get paid nigga |
| Yo hear my number Polly, call me |
| And anytime you wanna talk about the situation, involve me |
| I understand just what your goin through |
| I lost niggas too. |
| I shed tears too. |
| I can’t cry no more, yo Tony what’chu die for? |
| Three strike 915 is what I ride for |
| You and Roc hold it down, we aight (we aight) |
| We with the Outlawz, sippin Henny all night |
| Been goin through that shit since day one |
| I think I live this long, cuz I live by the gun |
| But that’s the question, I know my life is dee-per so feel me |
| Cheated death many times when niggas tryed to kill me |
| I feel yo' pain! |
| — Sick torment 'til he’s guarded |
| Keep us caged like dogs, go to shit in the yard |
| I feel yo' pain! |
| — Drownin in the rain and shit |
| The only thing that’s fucked up, we can’t change this shit |
| I feel yo' pain! |
| — Nigga yo I’m just like them |
| When I was broke on the block I had clips like them |
| I feel yo' pain! |
| — Speak it to ya straight from the heart |
| No matter what you come across you gotta live, get lost |
| Ain’t nothin to fear in this love affair, when shared with the streets |
| I’m in deep losin all kinds of sleep |
| Ain’t no love, so my eyes don’t blink |
| And I’m so shell-shocked I need to see a shrink |
| It stink, stinks so much I can’t think |
| And when it hurts too bad, I numb it up with a drink |
| And chase my liqour with a bad temper |
| Too fuckin blind for the big picture |
| Losin my mind, it’s just a sign of the times |
| And when my loved ones go, part of my insides dying wit 'em |
| Shit, ain’t nobody to blame, can’t nobody complain |
| Can you feel my pain? |
| Would you look into my world and tell me what you see now? |
| Nothing but emptiness, God replinish this |
| Fuckin with Devils shit I’m tryna stay righteous |
| Losin my love I ain’t felt pain like this |
| Start of this motherfuckin game wasn’t nice shit |
| I fuck around lost the one thing priceless |
| Cars and broads won’t do, dawg’ll slice shit |
| I’m just passin the time until my number hit |
| Fuck it I’ll run wit it, until I feel I’m done wit it |
| Stack up the ones and let my sons come up rich |
| Clutchin a piece of the past, I move on |
| Using this pain to keep a nigga strong |
| I feel it… |