Ghetto Boy - Stories Of My Pain lyrics

[Hook: Hip-naughtic Sean] You see me in the streets, walkin' around with a smile You think my life is good and everything is fine I'm fresh on the outside, but inside I got bruises Walk in my shoes, you'll see what I've been through [Bridge: Hip-naughtic Sean] Nobody really cares bout the sh** I'm goin' through Till I make a song bout it then you goin' through it too Got feelings I don't express till I'm live in the booth I give you heart and soul,this the stories of my pain [VERSE 1: Tumie] Yeah The cuss words? yeah I heard 'em The beatings? yeah I saw 'em He never bothered to gimme a parenting love, now I know it Responsibility, you ain't know it Used to blame mom, till she showed me The scars that remains and how you used to beat her soul up for nothing Man, life is hard, it never comes easy Worthy women, never treat 'em cheaply I ain't gonna forgive for the right reasons Now you know how my heart's beatin' Hope not to love again, pain deeply Never stayed with mommy when I was six Now all I think bout is the beating Got a picture of you when she saw me What? was I made out of love, I ain't even know it Or conceived over your needs, I ain't even know it That's what I keep on askin' myself Every time I go to sleep Mommy told me believe in yourself Now I feel like my faith is weak [Hook] [Verse 2: Hip-naughtic Sean] Prrraaah Okay I grew up fast, I grew up with no dad Come to think about it man I grew up sad No father figure told myself to be a man First kid out of four, yeah I had to be a man If I had one wish, it'd be for mama to be happy I pray every night, I hope God hears me Dad taught me how to tie my shoes Dad taught me how to ride a bike Dad taught me how to fly a kite f** no! He ain't taught me sh** The streets raised me And the G's taught me And my mama told me That boy respect yourself, uh Take care of yourself Boy think before you act And because of that now I spit life in my raps, uh Tears can take out the pain The scars in your heart will remain Sometimes I wonder who the f** I am Looking in the mirror still it makes no sense [Hook] [VERSE 3: Tumie] Yeah I say, stories of my pain n***a Had a Glock in his safe n***a I was a coward to pull a trigger Though they say, we learn from wrongs My dad was bad like the rest of y'all Pretend to care for a moment though When a n***a gone, you speak your mind dawg A reason I don't fvck with no fvck boys Pray to God that I'll never fall With my back against the wall A n***a be ready to fight odds Even when em demons roar Haunted by these nightmares,of the bottom These other rappers lying, on the booth I'm the truth hoe Said I'm the truth Leaving you without a clue And I kick it, kung fu And my clique do too You can ask whoever dude, I'm the king of the hood They all respect me, I'm a religion to the hood [Hook]