Styles P - All I Know Is Pain lyrics

Pain... pain... pain...

Pain... pain... pain...

All I know is pain, all I seen is death

Couple homies and brother gone, when I'm gon' step

I ain't suicidal, damn my brain need rest

Think about my childhood, pain in my chest

Past is the past, future ain't great

All right in the hood when any day could be my last

Pop somethin back, they wanna sue me for my math

Hawk some back, they wanna sue me for my math

Hard bein a gangsta rapper, you don't know the half

You ain't got to condone it but you was never homeless

And you ain't never fast, so you don't know the wrath

To takin a long walk, down the wrong path

All I know is pain - everything I did wrong

I did it in vain, that's why I'm tryin to change

Live for my seeds but the game ain't change

Only the strong survive, I will maintain

All I know is – pain; all I get is - pain

All I give is – pain; all I live is - pain

Only thing I know is mad years in the game

(It's no love, ice cold blood runnin all through my veins)

All I know is – pain; all I get is - pain

All I give is – pain; all I live is - pain

Only thing I know is mad years in the game

(It's more than rhymes, more shine than the diamonds on your chain)

What you know about pain?

Blood, sweat and tears where I'm standin in the rain

If I don't blow Mary Jane I'm goin insane

Before I had a car I was in the fast lane

Drug dealer stick up kids for the neck game, a lot that I regret

But I made it as a rapper, and it's not what I expect

For a fact, this business is more crooked

The boys'll sell they souls to the devil, the Lord lookin

See in you hell just in case that we all cookin

I got sins too, lot of foul shit that I been through

The world is God house, I'm just a window - pane

Tryin to maintain up to the end yo

All I know is pain, I feel so drained

Rap niggaz is insane, they on Procaine

What they call hot, I would call so lame

They don't care about the art, and they show no shame

If you ain't gettin spins, then you ain't gon' win

But if you came from the bottom you should stay goin in

The Ghost don't make it then the Phantom gon' win

I'm a make the kids richer, make grandma grin

Thanks to J-Money for these lyrics