Bronze Nazareth - The Pain lyrics

(Intro: sample (Bronze Nazareth)) I feel so blue, and I, feel heart broken What am I living for... my baby... (Got one shot, that's all it is It's just a taste of where I bust it, baby) (Bronze Nazareth) Yo, one shot in the air, for those whose not scared To raise they own, and basements stay blown So much stress, I'mma just up and get a vest Aim best, hit your rest like a meteorite Til the media strike and reporters got home I don't know, maybe it's just me, maybe I'm no good Go back home, throw on a hood And get it like they get it, but see we got a problem I ain't got no conscience, and I ain't got no problems Layin' n***as down like carpet b**hes come around like my thirty eight revolver Actin' like they all, and my queen don't know me Precious stay deep like a ocean reef Had the hopes to be, over east, on some ivories Apartment luxuries, run with me From the fields of terror, concrete barrier That's how I feel, that's how I sleep under the moon sh** is real, pressure bust pipes Docs talkin' bout blood pressure's up high Next thing I know, the feds at the door For a robbery that happened back in 2000 Looking at fourteen years in jail housing And I ain't heard sh** since, but damn a n***a tense Everytime I pick up the phone, I think it clicks Paranoid skitz', how the f** am I saying, how is life like this But I past that state like a masquerade And I'm still here, pour beer on an average day Now we smoke weed and ain't never got a strategy Snakes don't rattle me, I put you out my misery Exquisitely, I hit the trees for my ancestors Life is a gun fight, test a man's essence July Black, where June at? My right hand man must of slid through the cracks I miss you dog, but for real, you wrong I guess every man feel like he gotta move on It's hard as hell, I need a mill' in the bank For that I need my willing to shank, plus a shell in the tank My girls laced, she don't act right, either For that I hit the sentiment up like a heavy lifter For my door to yours, it's long distance Modern day peasants, life is restless And they don't understand, til I got a gun in hand On some, yo n***a, run it like Cunningham Chips on my shoulders, turn to broken bones Slips by a soldier, turn to broken homes By a way, I open tombs and last right See last night, gla** pipes reflect from a head lights In a zoo of dead life, for bread, even the birds fight Feel like I'm living third strike And I realized I was a man, when The headline read 19 year old man dead Rest for Shawn, peace to my first born Heart torn, bleed, purple wars on It's raining cash and we not getting poured on (Outro: sample) You don't know, the pain That's raining in my heart You don't know, the pain That's raining in my heart Let the sun down by you, knocking Knocking on my front door, hurry now...