Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pain, artist - Sheek Louch. Date of issue: 07.11.2005
Song language: English
Pain |
| Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain |
| the pain that a man as just didn’t do it when two junior flip hot rod lovin pig police man |
| (pain) put 'em in a position where he must choose |
| against humiliation as a man or death |
| (pain) leave your head, cuz you outta be dead |
| Block-a this is your brain on drugs |
| Love is pain and pain is love |
| Block-a this your brain on drugs |
| Ya’ll came wit police we came wit thugs |
| Ayo I droped pain on 'em, switched the game on 'em |
| Whoever out there hot I’mma rein 'em |
| I see niggaz slowin down I’mma gain on 'em |
| No beef but fuck it put his brain on 'em |
| Uh if his face is hurtin |
| I’m in Yonkers comin down burnin in that thing wit the curtain |
| pants leg up call me Sheek Cool J Hat low shorty from paris run way, the thing is loaded |
| Eatin lunch wit politician and I don’t even think I voted |
| They see my face they think I’m rich |
| I’m by myself they think I’m bitch |
| Until they layin why doctors stitch |
| Cuz I clap like a nasty bitch |
| You don’t know me, you know my name |
| You heard my raps, but you don’t feel my pain |
| I got more than you lookin for-→Sheek Louch |
| Pain-→Jadakiss |
| She backin it up on the dance floor-→Sheek Louch |
| Pain-→Jadakiss |
| By her self tellin me she got more-→Sheek Louch |
| Pain-→Jadakiss |
| It ain’t all bad homey its sumthin good-→Sheek Louch |
| Pain-→Jadakiss |
| yea, yo, uh, sort of like in a vangelis |
| Cuz you hear it but you don’t know how to handle this |
| Uh, be it nine or the knife |
| Everybody felt it at sometimes in they life |
| Its all different kinds to endure |
| Pain is pure and most time it ain’t no pure |
| Thats why I’m in the hood I don’t be where the stars is One of my records is platinum but all of my cars is You pokin Mount Air lodge is |
| I’m Germnay tall bust menage a trois', «Trading Places» |
| If you don’t like the hand you was dealt just make sure you save your aces |
| Uh, and I’m gettin a lil Dividends |
| Big Boys think I’m distributin |
| Divin off yachts in the Carribean |
| Yea, thats just the life that we livin in AYo, I’m ridin dirty |
| On the passenger side wit just the premier me and my birdy |
| Lui boots red monkey jeans on Jamaica chick get my sex and Queens on Haze lit, blunt lick finger thick |
| Flow make 'em all fight like a spring a chick |
| Sheek Louch and Jada *meowa* |
| Put 'em half dollar hoes on the side of your car |
| Yo neva put your eyein away |
| Dream like you livin forever but live like you dyin today |
| Uh, 38 is new, 357 is a lil older |
| Everythin else is for the shoulder |
| From hear on I spit it on red form |
| Brinin these niggaz eatin the ground of air born |
| And you just runnin your mouth, stay in your house |
| If you don’t know nuttin about no PAIN! |