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Pain In My Pen Video (MV)




Performed By: Custom
Language: English
Length: 4:29
Written by: Derrick Mayers




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Family or not, if you miss them a lot, whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and men, boys and girls who left this world can live again, I resurrect them through this pain in my pain
1980 something, corner pumping, sound thumping, I was a young punk
Backseat of Black's truck, heavy D in the deck, New Jack era
Hot top fade, poor nigga trying to get paid
Guns and dice, cracks and reefer, it had to be a fact to put it on the gang leader
We was teens carrying coffins, blessing them bottles. I had the right work ethic, but the wrong role model
My pride I couldn't swallow, it was hard for me to follow
East side of Chicago, I make a nigga heart hollow, but you can repair it, it's imperative, never give up
My life in this ink ghetto, narrative heritage
Passed down through the culture, snuff out a vulture, it's over, channel the spirit
I was born soul open took some time for me to figure it out
Rest in peace to my twin, I resurrect you through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss em a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pen
Women and Men, boys and girls who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss em a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and Men, boys and girls who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Gold link, leather bomber
Me no stranger to drama
No regard for the karma
Niggas in body armor
Rappers bite like piranha
Pistols, pussy and honor
Run your mouth, you a goner
On my 90's persona
Pitching packs on the corner
Members act up if you want a violation
A fake annihilation from the nation
Bodies riddled with bullets, still showing my psyche
We might bear a resemblance, but you niggas not like me
Listen, division is senseless
Pay attention, real knowledge is to know the extent of one's ignorance
Know all the ends of it, caught a charge with my niggas slipping
Mama was sick, I was lost, ignoring my intuition
I was partly at fault, thwarted the mission
Heard you was deceased, and I never got to make peace
Regardless, my brother, we was the men
G-O-V, resurrecting again, through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss em a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, miss an accidental pain in my pen
Women and Men, boys and girls who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss em a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and Men, boys and girls who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Everything changed, it's colder
My mind's still sharp, but everybody's getting older
Hey, remember that train back in the 80's
A nigga robbed us, I tried to fight him, it was crazy
He stole your ring and got away, on God
That's why I hate a thief to this day
I was confused, and really couldn't see
Thinking I'm protecting you, protecting me
That weighed heavy on my heart, so I took that pain and channeled it into an art
I learned people is toxic, schools are liars
Cops corrupt, the government use and supply us
Tools for failure, then deny us
So don't put me on no jury, cause my opinion is biased
Mama, I'm blessed, not cursed
Maybe catch me in the metaverse, spreading the message of greed and thirst
Jealousy and safe travel, but in reality watching the whole world unravel
My first love, life is infinite, it has no end
I resurrect you through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss them a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and men, boys and girls, who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss them a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and men, boys and girls, who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
East side of Chicago, will make a nigga hard hollow, but
Can't forget what you taught me
Everything that you gave me
Life without you is crazy
I've been going through something lately
Nah I won't let it break me
Be the wind in my back
Clarity when it's hazy
Family or not, say their name
We resurrect them through speaking them into the present
That will be done on earth, as it is in heaven
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Family or not, if you miss them a lot, whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and men, boys and girls who left this world can live again, I resurrect them through this pain in my pain
1980 something, corner pumping, sound thumping, I was a young punk
Backseat of Black's truck, heavy D in the deck, New Jack era
Hot top fade, poor nigga trying to get paid
Guns and dice, cracks and reefer, it had to be a fact to put it on the gang leader
We was teens carrying coffins, blessing them bottles. I had the right work ethic, but the wrong role model
My pride I couldn't swallow, it was hard for me to follow
East side of Chicago, I make a nigga heart hollow, but you can repair it, it's imperative, never give up
My life in this ink ghetto, narrative heritage
Passed down through the culture, snuff out a vulture, it's over, channel the spirit
I was born soul open took some time for me to figure it out
Rest in peace to my twin, I resurrect you through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss em a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pen
Women and Men, boys and girls who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss em a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and Men, boys and girls who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Gold link, leather bomber
Me no stranger to drama
No regard for the karma
Niggas in body armor
Rappers bite like piranha
Pistols, pussy and honor
Run your mouth, you a goner
On my 90's persona
Pitching packs on the corner
Members act up if you want a violation
A fake annihilation from the nation
Bodies riddled with bullets, still showing my psyche
We might bear a resemblance, but you niggas not like me
Listen, division is senseless
Pay attention, real knowledge is to know the extent of one's ignorance
Know all the ends of it, caught a charge with my niggas slipping
Mama was sick, I was lost, ignoring my intuition
I was partly at fault, thwarted the mission
Heard you was deceased, and I never got to make peace
Regardless, my brother, we was the men
G-O-V, resurrecting again, through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss em a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, miss an accidental pain in my pen
Women and Men, boys and girls who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss em a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and Men, boys and girls who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Everything changed, it's colder
My mind's still sharp, but everybody's getting older
Hey, remember that train back in the 80's
A nigga robbed us, I tried to fight him, it was crazy
He stole your ring and got away, on God
That's why I hate a thief to this day
I was confused, and really couldn't see
Thinking I'm protecting you, protecting me
That weighed heavy on my heart, so I took that pain and channeled it into an art
I learned people is toxic, schools are liars
Cops corrupt, the government use and supply us
Tools for failure, then deny us
So don't put me on no jury, cause my opinion is biased
Mama, I'm blessed, not cursed
Maybe catch me in the metaverse, spreading the message of greed and thirst
Jealousy and safe travel, but in reality watching the whole world unravel
My first love, life is infinite, it has no end
I resurrect you through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss them a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and men, boys and girls, who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
Family or not, if you miss them a lot
Whether a sickness or murder, missing accidental pain in my pain
Women and men, boys and girls, who left this world can live again
I resurrect them through this pain in my pen
East side of Chicago, will make a nigga hard hollow, but
Can't forget what you taught me
Everything that you gave me
Life without you is crazy
I've been going through something lately
Nah I won't let it break me
Be the wind in my back
Clarity when it's hazy
Family or not, say their name
We resurrect them through speaking them into the present
That will be done on earth, as it is in heaven
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Writer: Derrick Mayers
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