Pain

Lyrics

[Intro: Sheek Louch & Jadakiss] Pain (Pain) Pain (Pain) Pain (Pain) The pain that a man has to endure When two junior flip, hotrod-lovin', pig policemen (Pain) put him in a position where he must choose Against humiliation as a man or death (Pain) leave your head, 'cause you outta be dead [Verse 1: Sheek Louch & Jadakiss] Block-a, this is your brain on drugs Love is pain and pain is love Block-a, this your brain on drugs Ya'll came with police, we came with thugs, uh Ayo, I dropped pain on 'em, switched the game on 'em Whoever out there hot, I'ma rain on 'em I see niggas slowin' down, I'ma gain on 'em No beef but fuck it, put his brain on 'em Uh, left faces hurtin' I'm in Yonkers, comin' down Burton in that thing with the curtain Pants leg up, call me Sheek Cool J Hat low, shorty from a Paris runway The thing is loaded Eatin' lunch with politicians and I don't even think I voted They see my face, they think I'm rich (Yeah) I'm by myself, they think I'm bitch (Never) Until they layin, while doctors stitch (Ha-ha) 'Cause I clap like a nasty bitch (Eww) You don't know me (Uh-uh) You know my name, you heard my raps But you don't feel my [Chorus: Sheek Louch & Jadakiss] (Pain) I got more than you lookin' for (Pain) She backin' it up on the dance floor (Pain) By herself, tellin' me she got more (Pain) It ain't all bad, homie, it's somethin' good (Pain) I got more than you lookin' for (Pain) She backin' it up on the dance floor (Pain) By herself, tellin' me she got more (Pain) It ain't all bad, homie, it's some good (Pain) [Verse 2: Jadakiss] Yeah, yeah Uh, sort of like an evangelist 'Cause you hear it but you don't know how to handle this Uh, be it the nine or the knife Everybody felt it at sometime in they life It's all different kinds to endure Pain is pure and most times it ain't no cure That's why I'm in the hood, I don't be where the stars is One of my records is platinum but all of my cars is You pokin' no Mount Air-y lodges I'm Germany, tall bust ménages, Trading Place If you don't like the hand you was dealt Just make sure you save your aces Uh, and I'm gettin' a lil dividends Big Boys think I'm distributin' Divin' off yachts in the Carribean Yeah, thats just the life that we livin' in [Chorus: Sheek Louch & Jadakiss] (Pain) I got more than you lookin' for (Pain) She backin' it up on the dance floor (Pain) By herself, tellin' me she got more (Pain) It ain't all bad, homie, it's somethin' good (Pain) I got more than you lookin' for (Pain) She backin' it up on the dance floor (Pain) By herself, tellin' me she got more (Pain) It ain't all bad, homie, it's some good (Pain) [Verse 3: Sheek Louch & Jadakiss] Ayo, I'm ridin' dirty On the passenger side with just the permit, me and my birdy Louis boots, Red Monkey jeans on Jamaica chick get my sex in Queens on Haze lit, blunt look finger-thick Flow make 'em all fight like a springer chick Sheek Louch and Jada-the-Mwa Put them half dollar hoes on the side of your car Don't never put your eye in the way Dream like you livin' forever but live like you dyin' today Uh, 38 is new, the 357 is a lil older Everything else is for the shoulder From here on, I spit it in rare form Bruh, these niggas is either in the ground or airborne And you just runnin' your mouth, stay in your house If you don't know nothin' about no [Chorus: Sheek Louch & Jadakiss] (Pain) I got more than you lookin' for (Pain) She backin' it up on the dance floor (Pain) By herself, tellin' me she got more (Pain) It ain't all bad, homie, it's somethin' good (Pain) I got more than you lookin' for (Pain) She backin' it up on the dance floor (Pain) By herself, tellin' me she got more (Pain) It ain't all bad, homie, it's some good (Pain, pain, pain)