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All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it troubles me so
All I know is that I'm stuck on this road
Of success so I got to get mine
All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it troubles me so
All I know All I know
Red phantom, they say I look like Josh Smith from Atlanta
I do, hachoo, excuse you, that mother****er look like me
He from the G.A., and I'm M easy, that's Game
I don't do what you ****ers do, that's lame
I Soo Woo with my crew from the from the Burque
I Soo Woo with my crew, from under Young Wayne
A walkin' mother****ing flame
Livin' up to my brothers name
Rockin' that red mother****er, wasn't ****ing with them other gangs
Most other gang's, they wasn't ****ing with me
Ain't your average mother****er, I'm a mother****ing G
I got some ****ing shit on my chest that I want to get off
I got some ****ing shit for that vest that will knock that bullshit off
Money like made off, killing like aid off, royal holiday
Hillel ****ing Kay off, and I don't take a ****ing day off...
All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it troubles me so
All I know is that I'm stuck on this road
Of success so I got to get mine
All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it troubles me so
All I know All I know
Cincinnati C hat, Boston B hat, them is me hats to the Philadelphia P hats
Believe that; bring it to the hood so you can see that
Dumb ass ****ers like game, Where the keys at?
Automatic start, ****ers where the trees at?
Red boned ****er like Alisha, where the keys at?
Freeze that, like a ****ing picture
If you ain't a blood I ain't ****ing with ya na I'm just ****ing with ya
Stay on my hood ****er, hop in the bucket with ya
Throw the ski masks on and get to straight ****ing with ya
Ain't that some ****ing shit, that bastards sick
You wanna know how I'm livin' **** ask your ****er
Told you precisely how to ask and sit, and she a nasty ****er
I came in her mouth ask her lips, you know why?
Cause I had to go past them lips, Crip
You probably paid for those ass and ****er for...
All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it troubles me so
All I know is that I'm stuck on this road
Of success so I got to get mine
All I know is this pain in this life
And this struggle it troubles me so
All I know All I know
****ing with the blood clock, smile for my mug shot
Can't go out like em but I love Big, I love Pac
Love Fab, love kiss that's where the love stops
Cause I sleep with the enemy and I hug blocks
Birthed me in the drug spot, ****ing with a attitude
Searching me is ****ing cops, ****ing pay your gratitude
Before you say I'm acting Ruth
Understand I'm tryna feed my people
Haiti just like Compton the way I'm packing food
But I will act a fool, put cheese on your head
Mother****er I will green bay packer you
Have a whole football team of ****ers after you
Like the punt turn, when will you ****ers learn
Now take your ass back to school
Wait till 3-o-clock click clack at you
And ****ing with your conscience like back packers do
And I ain't Talib, Black Though or Mos Def
But I've seen the most deaths
And ****ers I'm just telling you
All I know






































