155 pounds going straight in your kisser
Already been, confronted myself to transcend
Problem child to this industry like David Ruffin'
When everything I used to own, used to sit on the dresser
I know
I rode the bus to [Incomprehensible] the train
Good golly Miss Molly, addicted to Bacardi
Believe in something higher then man
Crystallize me to a man
I know the pain
I do this for the children that ain't ever had a father
Let it be known Gipp love to bury muffins with no stuffin'
I know the rain, I know the pain
And old men con young women, that's wrong
I know the pain
When it didn't work I fell on my knees and called his name
Sometimes I'm blinded by the cataracts up in my eye
Pick up a penny hope it turn into a twenty but the day end home
I know the pain
Been on a mission, dealing with my feelings like Max Payne
Don't even know the difference between love and a party
Too many to remember mentally but yo I try
I roll the windows to the ceiling
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
And even ain't got no shoes for them mutilated feet
Yeah, I do this for the kids, I do this for the mommas
And take a position, then split a partition, I started rollin' with a mo' home
Tales from an adolescent years to young teens
A classic in the street like Reebok
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
[Incomprehensible] I hypnotize through the voice tone
Don't they know the 30s and the 40s been gone
Grew up on the human beat box, I kick the door up off the hinge
Like Little Bo Peep, she standing in the street
(I know, I know, I know, I know pain)
Analytically driven, emotionally living in pain
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
Inconspicuously, I slide to the side on
Construction jobs kept callouses on my hand
I know, I know, I know, I know pain
If I had to do it, oversee, I do it again
