Never Feel This Pain

Born with the struggle, used to hustle for crumbs Fillin blunts in the building front, thuggin for ones Full-clips fly, nicks, dimes, suckin the pump Whole cliques fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son City boy on the corner, I was so involved So the drama I embraced, it would open arms Tryna shake the pain, hoping I could break the chains Everyday the same - who am I to make it change? Real, my niggas risk it all just to play the game And the young'uns going through it trying to play the same Through the rain, through the fire, handcuffed by desire Cynthia's son, forgive me for all the sins that I've done [Hook] My life, my pain lasts forever Nothing in these streets makes it better My life, my pain lasts forever Nothing in these streets makes it better So I live on.. Got a lot on my mind As my life's shrinking and I'm caught in the times It's a quarter to nine and I'm grabbing my nine I had dreams, I just wanted to rhyme Climb my ways out this wack-ass ghetto I signed my name on the line with the Devil Still in my prime ? to settle Pots on the stove, old grandma's kettle Late for my job - "he thinks he's a star!" She hates her husband, he says I'm a slob Mixed feelings, she ain't getting involved Battle of the sexes, the planet off its axis The IRS, god damn I owe these taxes! The true verse, but I can take it It's a long time coming, but I can make it No mistaking, the CREAM is back.. [Hook] My life, my pain lasts forever Nothing in these streets makes it better My life, my pain lasts forever Nothing in these streets makes it better So I live on.. I got my niggas, true niggas, real niggas Stop the wheel, really? You only feel me if you walk the same road Talk the same codes Still dwelling in the Hell and find the time to make a home The few who escape tryna find a safer zone I ain't waiting for Obama, never doubted him I'm proud of him. He real, spend a couple million on the housing and Seeing is believing, my vision is blurred Cause I ain't seen nothing, I heard Really ain't nothing but words, divine my mind I'm still stuck to the curb Sky high, but it wasn't the shurm Really nothing but herbs - I risk it all for the cause Even if it's war with the law I can't/won't/don't stop, I ain't got an off switch Dying trying to live it, just to get a small part of it My squad is sick type that you don't want problems with Rolling like 70 Mack trucks - what's stopping it?