pain (freestyle write)
• Written by MoonSideFathwell
you wanna talk about pain well heres mine
imagine being left on the streets at night
walking with your brothers in the dead of night
momma runnin' from the crib
to smoke more rocks less she throws fits
surrounded by gang bangers they hate us
never know when the end is out to get us
paranoid that the cops are gonna raid us
my step's deals heroin but he never raised us
how the fuck am i gonna hold down a job
when i can barely hold down my own problems
go to school graduate with honors
learn new techniques stick to my honor
my only family abandoned me
didn't meet my dad till i was seventeen
just kidding it was 22
but i'm too ashamed to say that shit to you
brothers done got stabbed
shot up too left in a car to sleep you understand
got bulled in 3 grades
use to smoke drugs to fade away
commited a few crimes myself
now i can see my conciousness on the top shelf
i lived areas where they shot every night
y low cobras seemed to have won that fight
gang banged for 6 months
i thank the lord for a man named jesus
saw my wife get raped
tried to save her but i was too late
the list of shit i've been through
has my heart see through
lived in an abandoned house for years
the only advantage was the rent was free that is clear
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MoonSideFathwell
Member since June 24 2016