The Pain

This is strictly motivation for my niggas Pain is motivation on the path to make it bigger We gon make it, we gon make it Focused on the mission Praying every day and mama stay up in them scriptures I put my heart in every line The sun it won't shine The tears in my eyes They fall when I cry They say they say the rain gon pour The sun won't shine I try to hide The tears my eyes The tear my eyes They fall when I cry The rain pouring on my niggas and we trying to make it I was born to wear crown and I'm coming to take it Little nigga downtown east End Where they set up to lose and the system to win My nigga whipping a Benz and he ain't never went to College probably teach a business class PHD in economics Spent his life up in the trenches Did his best to keep it honest Bill money probably dirty but he gonna do the shit he promised Imagine being at the bottom We raised by our mamas Every time I hit the road I tell the devil get behind me Got the heart of Malcolm X so if trouble try to find me I'll leave a Smith and Wesson stain in your motha fucking laundry But That was just the pain talking Just the game talking My nigga was leaving the corner store when them stray Bullet caught em I said thats just the pain talking Nigga got slain walking If his daddy was around then he probably wouldn't Have fallen But the system still got em The sun it won't shine The tears in my eyes They fall when I cry They say they say the rain gon pour The sun won't shine I try to hide The tears my eyes The tear my eyes They fall when I cry The sun it, won't shine The tears in my eyes They fall when I cry They say they say the rain gon pour The sun won't shine I try to hide The tears my eyes The tear my eyes They fall when I cry And Keep your head up to my sisters All the strong black mothers And keep your head up to my fathers All the strong black brothers You sacrificed and gave the knowledge you had I put my heart in every verse and shed some tears for My dad When he was living he had Not much to show for the grind He was the first who taught Rashad to count his Money in time So wasted time is wasted dimes that's the moral of that My uncle picked me and my sister up and told me could rap Then he was shot in the back I'm talking two to the head So now my nigga, even my niggas mama gripping the Led We need relief not no meds I told my cousin instead, of her pops it shoulda been Aundre Raashad that was dead But that was just the pain talking Just the pain talking my nigga had 4 kids who loved They father like he loved em That's just the pain talking Nigga got slain walking Wish my uncle was around to see his daughters grow to women F*ck the system cuz they took him The sun it won't shine The tears in my eyes They fall when I cry They say they say the rain gon pour The sun won't shine I try to hide The tears my eyes The tear my eyes They fall when I cry The sun it, won't shine The tears in my eyes They fall when I cry They say they say the rain gon pour The sun won't shine I try to hide The tears my eyes The tear my eyes They fall when I cry