Feel My Pain

[VERSE ONE] As I sit an position myself Am I cocky coz I only play my shit and listen to myself Or am I striving for perfection? answer that Ah fuck it I cocky and I about to perfect rap NIGGA! And I roam these streets Thats why my songs is deeper than death itself I went from no food in the fridge to a platter on my shelf and I watch it And y'all ain't gotta give me that but keep ya hand out my pocket HATERS! Coz you makin me nervous it ain't worth it We don't want no accident when I flip on purpose Coz we don seen so many tradgeties done September 11th, 2001 REMEMBER Like how could I forget I lost my man pop in that shit Help me get a grip I think I'm losing it doo Because between life an death I be confusing the two [HOOK] And sometimes I don't give a fuck if I live or die But I think if I don't give a fuck about myself who else will I'm stressin [VERSE TWO] Guess I was raised the wrong way Thats why I walk around with the long eighth And dun shed so many tears I have none left Sometimes I sat and prayed for death I feel like its 11:45 a quarter to 12 15 minutes to my days is over thats why its hard to stay soba So I drink in the rain and smoke in the sun And create my own clouds not have'n to think of the pain Sometimes I think I'm going insane I get mad and shout God's name in vain Fogive me for my sins he got me laughin again He got me back rappin again now help me choose my friends My gats the closest one to me But if my gun could take the stand and tell Ill be doin life in jail Like judge he made me do it It ain't the gun its the nigga behind it that shoot it, thats ruthless [HOOK] You see alot of niggas don't want drag to shine Instead they wanna see drag locked up like my nigga Shyne So you know what they try to do, leave a nigga behind You know what it is, they envy me Motherfuckin niggas held me back for 3 fuckin years And motherfuckin niggas left me for dead Hopin that the world would forget but you know what? They didn't forget, they bought me back And now I'm in the greatest shape of my life So now I'm on some shit like fuck yall All I give a fuck about is my niggas and my niggas only I'm on some shit like.. [VERSE THREE] Yall can suck these off Coz I don't need y'all to succeed y'all NIGGA I know you like my word play early Like nelly got country grammar like er day I can go cold and still sell out shows And make enough dough to get your feet choppin not about your toes?? For commin at me half steppin Talkin like gangsta shit and ain't have no weapon NIGGA Ah I got the best flow I be the best in the bronx Coz I don't walk through the swamps Strivin through the alleys of death Recognize my destiny in life Even if it takes my last breath NIGGA I walk in places where it couldve been my last step But god got me out of it I love him and I'm proud of it Now can you feel my pain See what I see walk in my shoes an still gon' keep sane NIGGA!