| [ti: Pain (Feat. Stretch)] | |
| [ar: Warren G/Nate Dogg] | |
| [al: Regulate] | |
| [00:00.00][Intro: Sample from Star Trek V: The Final Frontier] | |
| [00:00.01] | I couldn't help but notice your pain |
| [00:01.50] | My pain? |
| [00:02.45] | It runs deep share it with me! |
| [00:02.47] | Ohhhh |
| [00:05.50][Verse 1: 2Pac] | |
| [00:27.00] | They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my four-five |
| [00:30.50] | Cocked on these suckas, time to die |
| [00:32.00] | Even as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus |
| [00:36.00] | I was a fool all through high school, kickin' up dust |
| [00:39.00] | But now I'm labeled as a troublemaker who can you blame? |
| [00:41.00] | Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain |
| [00:43.00] | So I'm hopeless, rollin' down the freeway swervin', don't worry |
| [00:48.00] | I'm 'bout to crash up on the curb cause my vision's blurry |
| [00:50.50] | Maybe if they tried to understand me what should I do? |
| [00:54.00] | I had to feed my fuckin' family what else could I do |
| [00:56.50] | But be a thug? Out slangin' with the homies |
| [00:59.50] | Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the clubs! |
| [01:01.00] | Got my mind on danger, never been a stranger to homicide |
| [01:05.50] | My city's full of gang-bangers and drive-by's |
| [01:08.00] | Why do we die at an early age? |
| [01:10.00] | He was so young, but still a victim of the 12 gauge |
| [01:13.00] | My memories of a corpse, mind full of sick thoughts |
| [01:16.50] | And I ain't goin' back to court, so fuck what you thought! |
| [01:19.50] | I'm drinkin' Hennessy, runnin' from my enemies |
| [01:21.90] | Will I live to be 23? There's so much pain |
| [01:24.99][Hook] | |
| [01:25.00] | Ohhhh |
| [01:25.01] | Tired of the strain and the pain |
| [01:26.00] | Ohhhh |
| [01:31.00] | Tired of the strain and the pain |
| [01:36.00][Verse 2: Stretch] | |
| [01:36.50] | Years and years of that rough life |
| [01:38.50] | Runnin' crazed and wild as a kid and growin' tough with a knife |
| [01:41.80] | And livin' trifed on the regular, buckin' out competitors |
| [01:44.50] | See 'em fake a move and chase 'em down like the fuckin' Predator |
| [01:48.00] | Get in trouble every day in school, act a fool |
| [01:51.00] | And you know I had to break every rule |
| [01:53.00] | Showin' off for the bitches cause I had the mad rep |
| [01:56.00] | So I had to watch my back when it was time to step |
| [01:59.00] | But my grimies is the grimiest with love for me |
| [02:01.50] | Pop, pop, pop, and send a chuckle up above for me |
| [02:04.00] | Ayo, currency kept passin' me by, but I didn't cry, broke |
| [02:08.00] | Got hit off with the pack and started sellin' coke |
| [02:11.00] | And now the money's lookin' lovely |
| [02:13.00] | Pop the drop top and now the bitches wanna rub me |
| [02:15.50] | Kick 'em the game, it's all the same |
| [02:17.00] | I kick it back yo, give 'em slack yo |
| [02:19.50] | And now they label me the mack yo, people check it |
| [02:22.00] | Get disrespected if you front on the Birdman, you heard, man |
| [02:25.00] | Catch a couple shots from the Glock in my hand |
| [02:27.60] | Damn! At least I'm realistic with my biscuit |
| [02:31.00] | You know you get yo' ass twisted, so run for cover |
| [02:33.70] | Me and my man got a plan, kickin' major dust |
| [02:36.00] | So if you owe, nigga, look for the gauge to bust |
| [02:39.60] | A lot of pressure with the street fame, it's a deep game |
| [02:42.50] | And my mama always cryin' yo, there's so much pain |
| [02:45.00][Hook] | |
| [02:46.00] | Ohhhh |
| [02:46.50] | So tired, so tired... |
| [02:49.00] | So...so... |
| [02:54.00][Verse 3: 2Pac] | |
| [02:54.50] | They got me mobbin' like I'm loc'ed, and ready to get my slug on |
| [02:58.70] | I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on |
| [03:01.50] | I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me |
| [03:04.00] | Trust I got my Glock cocked, playa, if they press me |
| [03:06.50] | Bust on motherfuckers with a passion |
| [03:09.50] | Better duck,cause I ain't lookin' when I'm blastin' |
| [03:12.00] | I'm a nut and drinkin' Hennessy, and gettin' high |
| [03:15.00] | On the lookout for my enemies, don't wanna die, tell me why |
| [03:19.00] | Cause this stress is gettin' major |
| [03:21.00] | A buck 50 across the face with my razor |
| [03:23.40] | What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone? |
| [03:26.00] | I keep my brain on the game and stay head strong |
| [03:29.30] | These sorry bastards wanna kill me in my sleep |
| [03:31.50] | I'm real, they cannot see |
| [03:32.40] | And every day is just a struggle, steady thuggin' on the streets |
| [03:35.50] | And I'll be ballin', loc, don't let 'em make you worry |
| [03:39.50] | Keep swingin' at these suckas 'til you buried, I was born to raise |
| [03:42.00] | Hell, a nigga from the gutta, word to mother, I'm touched |
| [03:44.50] | Out kickin' dust up, ready to bust |
| [03:47.00] | I'm on the scene, steady muggin' mean, until they kill me |
| [03:50.50] | I'll be livin' this life, I know you feel me; there's so much pain |
| [03:53.00][Outro] | |
| [03:54.00] | Tired of the strain and the pain |
| [03:55.00] | Ohhh |
| [04:00.00] | Tired of the strain and the pain |
| [04:01.00] | Ohhh |
| [04:05.00] | Tired of the strain and the pain |
| [04:06.00] | Ohhh |
| [04:11.00] | Tired of the strain and the pain |
| [04:13.00] | Ohhhhhh |
| [04:18.00] | Eagen |