paroles de chanson House Of Pain - 2Pac , Junior M.A.F.I.A.
I
couldn't
help
but
notice
your
pain!
My
pain?
It
runs
deep!
Share
it
with
me!
They'll
never
take
me
alive,
I'm
gettin'
high
with
my
four-five
Cocked
on
these
suckas,
time
to
die
Even
as
a
youngster
causin'
ruckus
on
the
back
of
the
bus
I
was
a
fool
all
through
high
school
kickin'
up
dust
But
now
I'm
labelled
as
a
troublemaker
who
can
you
blame?
Smokin'
weed
helped
me
take
away
the
pain
So
I'm
hopeless
rollin'
down
the
freeway
swervin',
don't
worry
I'm
about
to
crash
up
on
the
curb
cause
my
vision's
blurry
Maybe
if
they
tried
to
understand
me,
what
should
I
do?
I
had
to
feed
my
fuckin'
family,
what
else
could
I
do
But
be
a
thug
- out
slangin'
with
the
homies
Fuck
hangin'
with
them
phonies
in
the
club
Got
my
mind
on
danger
Never
been
a
stranger
to
homicide
My
city's
full
of
gang
bangers
and
drive
bys
Why
do
we
die
at
an
early
age
He
was
so
young
But
still
a
victim
of
the
12
gauge
My
memories
of
a
corpse
Mind
full
of
sick
thoughts
And
I
ain't
goin
back
to
court
So
fuck
what
you
thought,
I'm
drinkin'
Hennessey
Runnin'
from
my
enemies
will
I
live
to
be
23
There's
so
much
pain
Tired
of
the
strain
and
the
pain
Ohhhh...
Tired
of
the
strain
and
the
pain
Years
and
years
of
that
rough
life
Runnin
crazed
and
wild
as
a
kid
and
growin
tough
with
a
knife
And
livin
trifed
on
the
regular
Buckin'
out
competitors
See
'em
fake
a
move
and
chase
them
down
like
the
fuckin'
Predator
Get
in
trouble
everyday
in
school
Act
a
fool
And
you
know
I
had
to
break
every
rule
Showin
off
for
the
bitches
cause
I
had
the
mad
rep
So
I
had
to
watch
my
back
when
it
was
time
to
step
But
my
grimies
is
the
grimiest
with
love
for
me
Pop,
pop,
pop
And
send
a
chuckle
up
above
for
me
Aiyyo
currency
kept
passing
me
by,
but
I
didn't
cry
Broke,
got
hit
off
with
the
pack
and
started
sellin
coke
And
now
the
money's
looking
lovely
Pop
the
drop
top
and
now
the
bitches
wanna
rub
me
Kick
'em
the
game
It's
all
the
same
I
kick
it
back
yo
Give
'em
slack
yo
And
now
they
label
me
the
Mack
yo
People
check
it
Get
disrespected
if
you
front
on
the
Birdman
You
heard
man
Catch
a
couple
shots
from
the
Glock
in
my
hand
Damn!
At
least
I'm
realistic
with
my
biscuit
You
know
you
get
your
ass
twisted
so
run
for
cover
Me
and
my
man
got
a
plan
kickin'
major
dust
So
if
you're
on
nigga
look
for
the
gauge
to
bust
A
lot
of
pressure
with
the
street
fame
It's
a
deep
game
And
my
mama
always
cryin'
Yo
there's
so
much
pain
Ohhhh...
Ohhhh...
Ohhhh...
Ohhhh...
Ohhhh...
Ohhhh...
They
got
me
mobbin'
like
I'm
Loc'ed
and
ready
to
get
my
slug
on
And
I
load
my
clip
and
slip
my
motherfuckin'
gloves
on
I
ain't
scared
to
blast
on
these
suckas
if
they
test
me
Trust,
I
got
my
Glock
cocked
playa
if
they
press
me
Bust
on
motherfuckers
with
a
- paaassion
Better
duck
cause
I
ain't
lookin
when
I'm
- b-b-blaaastin
I'm
a
nut
an'
drinkin
Hennessey
and
gettin'
high
On
the
lookout
for
my
enemies,
don't
wanna
die
Tell
me
why
cause
this
stress
is
gettin'
major
A
buck-fifty
across
the
face
with
my
razor
What
can
I
do
but
be
a
thug
until
I'm
dead
and
gone
Keep
my
brain
on
the
game
and
stay
head
strong
These
sorry
bastards
Want
to
kill
me
in
my
sleep,
I'm
real
they
cannot
see
And
everyday
is
just
a
struggle
Steady
thuggin'
on
the
streets
And
I'll
be
ballin'
loc
Don't
let
'em
make
you
worry
Keep
swingin'
at
these
suckas
till
you
buried
I
was
born
to
raise
hell,
a
nigga
from
the
gutta
Word
to
mother
I'm
trapped
I'm
kickin'
dust
up
Ready
to
bust
I'm
on
the
scene
steady
muggin'
mean
Until
they
kill
me
I'll
be
livin
this
life
I
know
you
feel
me
There's
so
much
pain
Tired
of
the
strain
and
the
pain
Ohhh...
Tired
of
the
strain
and
the
pain
Ohhh...
Tired
of
the
strain
and
the
pain
1 Runnin'
2 Young G’s
3 Wake Up
4 Be tha Real
5 Me & Biggie
6 House Of Pain
7 Me & Biggie
8 Get Money (Remix)
9 Wake Up
10 House Of Pain
11 Realm Of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
12 Another Ruff One
13 Be Tha Real
14 Real Niggas
15 Can I Get Wit Cha
16 Young G's
17 Runnin'
18 Real Niggas
19 Another Ruff One
20 Realm of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
21 G’s Perspective
22 G's Perspective
23 Get Money (remix)
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