tears, will it ease the pain? (It's) Part of the crying game will it ease the pain? Even when the dead nights are gone those broken days remain All those
me I'll leave them playing for my wife Kick back have a laugh while you complainin' 'bout your life "Grrr" you hate Mac and you say you gonna fight? It's all good bro, you entertainment for
the pain i felt, I wish i could show them all of my secrets, & they might see a new me, But if i tell my secrets or expose my weakness, Then i can let
out for nothin'! I swear these dolla's gon' add up And I ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck That's why I shine like I does, it's pain in my
gods sight from above. The weight of my stress is like a 50 ton boulder, making my head heavy cant be lifted by my shoulders, now wonder why my head
deliver pain One hitter quitters and eagle talons up in your liver man I came to bring the pain, all the way from the south to the west Every one of my
opened my head but my mission is keepin ambition I'm trying so hard even though my soul is scarred-oh Lord... I wish I had another song [Chorus] These are the days
my praises to God, one verse is like a full choir My every thought is pain, strain and stressing me to death Everyday is like a rehearsal, that's prepping me for
blows, trying to maintain Dealing with insanity, probably dumping demanding me Started out at a slow pace, now I'm losing it rapidly Trying to keep my faith in God, but my
I lost my mama then I lost my mind Will I heal in time, scarred up with bruise and shot But see the pain is in my brain, hitting like a stash spot My life, my
me, feeds my, family Forever keep my sanity, and do this shit for P-A-T Must keep a leather head, for all my partners let's make em spread Me and my niggas
in the midst, this matching soldier be marching Now valet and curb service, more sauce for handicap parking When more days get brighter, my tribulations get lighter More shalant about my
turn around my friends are turnin into foes I can't feel my days at hand please Heaven open up your doors I wanna live my life, my life but my life is
hard to hide the pain of coming home It's hard to hide the pain of coming home I'm feeling like I don't belong with you here where I started The days
I know it's better in heaven 'cause bein here ain't livin Close my eyes and see nothing but pain, the world is crazy, still Lookin for a queen to plant
-six my glock's my plastic, pa*sion for blastin bastards No faces for open caskets, peelin ya cap backwards Ya cowards ain't prepared for pistol practice I send my
