Lyrics
Welcome to the house of pain,
Just Blaze niggas
Theres no way out,
It seems I can't get free
Somebody tell me what's happening to me
The country bud got me chocking
I'm on a mission to the point mother****ers
Think I'm smoking
Yea that sick nigga Biggie wit the H-shot fifth
Wit the extra clip for that extra shit
Don't you know that Killing is thrilling
All the blood spilling,
Is all up on the drug dealing
A broad gangsta my daddy was a thug
Had a .38 wit the hallow point slug
So when he lit shots
Niggas dropped quicker than bootlegger sells his liquor
A little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes
Paying dudes, while kids was on their one's and two's
Now I'm much older, colder, **** a holster
Got the Mac .11's swinging from my shoulder
It's a damn shame
I got to put my mom through the strain
I'm living in a house of pain
Is anybody listening and tell me
Can you see this darkness surrounding me
Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder
And it's getting hard to breathe
And it's getting blurry,
I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see
When you're living in the house of pain
When the mother****er dust kicker,
Who can you trust?
Who gave you the heart to see a nigga?
Before you bust,
My name is spoken on the tongue so many foes
Bustin mother****ers out the blocks and I ain't even go
Now how the hell do you explain my claim to fame
From doing fix to bustin tricks out the ****in frame
Got these niggas on my jock nigga on my block
Jealous ass suckers got it ducking for my ****ing gloc
And bustin ****ing ass is to stay aliv
Skinny ass player watching victim mother****ers fry
They ask me how I'm living? how I'm a hustler?
Bucking busters ttil they die
Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?
****s got they AK's heading for the bir
Aiming at free ass ****ers let 'em rai
Giving 'em, wetting 'em,
Welcome to the house of pain
Is anybody listening and tell me
Can you see this darkness surrounding me
Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder
And it's getting hard to breathe
And it's getting blurry,
I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see
When you're living in the house of pain
Wendy Williams say I stayed dust maybe I should
Cause these rappers'll have your phone tap
Like Savion Glover
And on the West the police corrupt,
Some are bloods
But these Teflon I loaded exploding some mugs
I'm like Furious in "Boyz In the Hood"
But at the drive through I'm ain't running I'm dumping
Crazy like a paru and load up,
Know how Nas do
I'm calling Henchmen to save shit ,
To organize a black truth
And we party hard party wit Nas
Since they ain't no more - Mardi Gras
And Bush won't apologize
I got gangsta hoes Kobe Bryant scared to sodomize
And .45's for them suckers y'all idolize
Ya'll yelling my name but y'all soon die in
Trying to portray real but they be ly-in
Cause they want the real ****ers to die so they can gam
But never that,
This ain't never lasting this is the house of pain
Is anybody listening and tell me
Can you see this darkness surrounding me
Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder
And it's getting hard to breathe
And it's getting blurry,
I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see
When you're living in the house of pain
Just Blaze niggas
Theres no way out,
It seems I can't get free
Somebody tell me what's happening to me
The country bud got me chocking
I'm on a mission to the point mother****ers
Think I'm smoking
Yea that sick nigga Biggie wit the H-shot fifth
Wit the extra clip for that extra shit
Don't you know that Killing is thrilling
All the blood spilling,
Is all up on the drug dealing
A broad gangsta my daddy was a thug
Had a .38 wit the hallow point slug
So when he lit shots
Niggas dropped quicker than bootlegger sells his liquor
A little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes
Paying dudes, while kids was on their one's and two's
Now I'm much older, colder, **** a holster
Got the Mac .11's swinging from my shoulder
It's a damn shame
I got to put my mom through the strain
I'm living in a house of pain
Is anybody listening and tell me
Can you see this darkness surrounding me
Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder
And it's getting hard to breathe
And it's getting blurry,
I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see
When you're living in the house of pain
When the mother****er dust kicker,
Who can you trust?
Who gave you the heart to see a nigga?
Before you bust,
My name is spoken on the tongue so many foes
Bustin mother****ers out the blocks and I ain't even go
Now how the hell do you explain my claim to fame
From doing fix to bustin tricks out the ****in frame
Got these niggas on my jock nigga on my block
Jealous ass suckers got it ducking for my ****ing gloc
And bustin ****ing ass is to stay aliv
Skinny ass player watching victim mother****ers fry
They ask me how I'm living? how I'm a hustler?
Bucking busters ttil they die
Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?
****s got they AK's heading for the bir
Aiming at free ass ****ers let 'em rai
Giving 'em, wetting 'em,
Welcome to the house of pain
Is anybody listening and tell me
Can you see this darkness surrounding me
Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder
And it's getting hard to breathe
And it's getting blurry,
I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see
When you're living in the house of pain
Wendy Williams say I stayed dust maybe I should
Cause these rappers'll have your phone tap
Like Savion Glover
And on the West the police corrupt,
Some are bloods
But these Teflon I loaded exploding some mugs
I'm like Furious in "Boyz In the Hood"
But at the drive through I'm ain't running I'm dumping
Crazy like a paru and load up,
Know how Nas do
I'm calling Henchmen to save shit ,
To organize a black truth
And we party hard party wit Nas
Since they ain't no more - Mardi Gras
And Bush won't apologize
I got gangsta hoes Kobe Bryant scared to sodomize
And .45's for them suckers y'all idolize
Ya'll yelling my name but y'all soon die in
Trying to portray real but they be ly-in
Cause they want the real ****ers to die so they can gam
But never that,
This ain't never lasting this is the house of pain
Is anybody listening and tell me
Can you see this darkness surrounding me
Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder
And it's getting hard to breathe
And it's getting blurry,
I'm getting worried cause it's getting hard to see
When you're living in the house of pain
