[Featuring Master P, Silkk The Shocker, Sons Of Funk]
(Master P chorus)
Feel my pain, feel my pain
this ghetto got me goin through some thangs
God feel my pain. (x4)
(Fiend talking)
There comes a time, where uhhh, you have things of yourself, when you
lose someone, how you gonna take that feelin away? I got Sons of Funk,
an me Fiend, an my people, Master P an Silkk
they ready to tell you how I feel, trapped, everyday life.
Verse 1- (Fiend)
Everytime I open my eyes, I thank God for wakin this soldier,
cuz in this cruel world its hard to walk these streets bein sober,
it hurts, tryin to get over all the weight on my shoulders,
mom used to be babysitters buyin boulders,
it's all on me to really except that I lost my brother,
an to be stong an juss to go on since we shared the same mother,
pillows an covers can't smother the pain that I have,
sometimes I feel like I lost my better half, so sad,
but that's the way of the ghetto,
see yo life is already made, it's an accomplishment to pass "A" grade,
see they hate my city, givin us the pushers an tramps for our highs,
sellin they book of food stamps at night,
I light the porch lamp, until my lil cousin came in,
cuz I can't afford to lose another gender life,
but livin this bend you could lose it if it came today,
it rained away, you be wonderin how to take the pain away.
(Chorus-Sons of Funk)
Tell me what we gonna do? The world ain't the same man,
the way we live is a shame, I can't hide this pain. (x2)
(Master P chorus x4)
Verse 2-(Master P)
UGHHH! Lord the world ain't the same, from the cradel to the grave,
dear mama keep yo head up I'm tryin ta get paid,
these ghetto tears got me out there wantin to scream,
