Feel My Pain

Lyrics

[Chorus] Feel my pain Oh, Father let them see that my heart is pure (I'm feeling like it's caving on me) But I just can't speak for what's wrong, no, no And I try, but they don't See, my love for the people (Ends still) Sometimes, I wonder "What am I fighting for?" (Uh) [Verse 1] I came out with the best intentions And spoke on what most was scared to mention They say it in the barbershop, on the block In the church parking lot, so don't sit there, pretending We're living in a world where they see you get attacked And they tape it for the YouTube or turn their back They watch 'til it's finished then they carry on Sorta like they did Darrion And a blogger asked "Where was Jesus?" But it wasn't His people who did that, believe me And I can put my life on the fact That night, none of 'em had Marvin Sapp in their iPod We gave money to the family then But that's money that they shouldn't be having to spend It won't heal their pain, it's just paper Unless we change, it'll just happen again I'm only tryna help (Help) But they make it seem like I'm doing it for self 'Cause, see, when you a liar, then you always feel someone lying to you Please don't assume that I think like you do My motive is pure I'm rough around the edges, you can feel me, I'm sure It's tough love but it's still love Whether you like it or not, I'm finna tell it, that's real love [Chorus] Feel my pain Oh, Father let them see that my heart is pure (I'm feeling like it's caving on me) But I just can't speak for what's wrong, no, no And I try, but they don't See, my love for the people (Ends still) Sometimes, I wonder "What am I fighting for?" (Uh) [Verse 2] I can't not tell the truth I can't just say things and not show the proof If cigarettes kill, I'ma tell you that they kill Even if it means offending the smokers in the room The industry is just like that Since we so gangster, why we all don't fight back? I'm tryna fight crack the industry is pitching in your brain But it's hard when it's a gang of dealers in the game And y'all feeling like the game is real Well, if it is, then I guess I'm fake I guess they kill, really slang, with camera in their face But when they go to jail, it's never that kinda case Anybody in their right mind know that, if it was real Then they'd be getting C-Murder, Biz and Shyne time The kind of time our kids get for following What you said'd get 'em the kind of car you in You know it's the truth, there's no use arguing Tryna help, but it's like it's no use offering Heh, what? I'm the bad guy now 'Cause you can play every song for your grandma now? Say I did it for a deal, clown who I'm gon' style with They're only gon' shelf me and block my assignment And what's funny is I'm with the opposite way of where the money is, yeah [Chorus] Feel my pain Oh, Father let them see that my heart is pure (I'm feeling like it's caving on me) But I just can't speak for what's wrong, no, no And I try, but they don't See, my love for the people (Ends still) Sometimes, I wonder "What am I fighting for?"