Never Feel This Pain

Born with the struggle, used to hustle for crumbs

Fillin blunts in the building front, thuggin for ones

Full-clips fly, nicks, dimes, suckin the pump

Whole cliques fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son

City boy on the corner, I was so involved

So the drama I embraced, it would open arms

Tryna shake the pain, hoping I could break the chains

Everyday the same - who am I to make it change?

Real, my niggas risk it all just to play the game

And the young'uns going through it trying to play the same

Through the rain, through the fire, handcuffed by desire

Cynthia's son, forgive me for all the sins that I've done

My life, my pain lasts forever

Nothing in these streets makes it better

My life, my pain lasts forever

Nothing in these streets makes it better

As my life's shrinking and I'm caught in the times

It's a quarter to nine and I'm grabbing my nine

I had dreams, I just wanted to rhyme

Climb my ways out this wack-ass ghetto

I signed my name on the line with the Devil

Still in my prime? to settle

Pots on the stove, old grandma's kettle

Late for my job - "he thinks he's a star!"

She hates her husband, he says I'm a slob

Mixed feelings, she ain't getting involved

Battle of the sexes, the planet off its axis

The IRS, god damn I owe these taxes!

The true verse, but I can take it

It's a long time coming, but I can make it

No mistaking, the CREAM is back.

My life, my pain lasts forever

Nothing in these streets makes it better

My life, my pain lasts forever

Nothing in these streets makes it better

I got my niggas, true niggas, real niggas

Stop the wheel, really?

You only feel me if you want the same ho

Still dwelling in the Hell and find the time to make a home

The few who escape tryna find a safer zone

I ain't waiting for Obama, never doubted him

I'm proud of him. He real, spend a couple million on the housing and

Seeing is believing, my vision is blurred

Cause I ain't seen nothing, I heard

Really ain't nothing but words, divine my mind

I'm still stuck to the curb

Sky high, but it wasn't the shurm

Really nothing but herbs - I risk it all for the cause

Even if it's war with the law

I can't/won't/don't stop, I ain't got an off switch

Dying trying to live it, just to get a small part of it

My squad is sick type that you don't want problems with

Rolling like 70 Mack trucks - what's stopping it?