(*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