(*talking*)
Pain-pain, and I'm the realest motherf**er breathing
[Yung Ro]
I will f**ing promise God, that I would give him my best
Got off my knees and took the proof, to get some sh** off my chest
Now I don't sleep too much, I was born to grind
So much to do I'm always late, but they ain't got enough time
But I gotta go, got a call for a show
Plus I got a in-sto', they say my cd running low no
G'yeah, y'all can't understand my structure
I am a conductor, motherf** ya
Just open your eyes, I'll show the facts
With no proof but in the booth, I'm so relaxed g'yeah
How that sound, me lose
I'm a ignant co*ky dude, that keeps some'ing to prove
You got some'ing to prove, well f** it call the boy out
I be ready no doubt, er-a what you talking bout
Yung Ro, my big bro J-Mack
Until the Clip is Empty, do you like the sound of that
Bu-busting n***as heads, just to make em pay attention
Tried to tell him not to f** with me, he wouldn't listen
But, me not scared to go to war
Look at this face, you see my scar motherf**er
I'm smoking weed, to take the pain away
Pain don't never go away, pain stay so Yung Ro pray
Uh, n***a I'm on another level
Trying to get my life right, slap boxing the devil
And when I was a child, he use to get the best of me
Took what was left in me, then I made myself love me
Nobody, the realest rapper alive
Lord knows how hard I try, who the realest
(*talking*)
Yeah, they call me Mr. Pain around this b**h
Know a n***a did a movie named Pain
On my next underground, I'll be like pain n***a
Yeah, who don't feel pain