Pain - Diamond D, A.G., Chino XL

Brothers, brothers we all in pain

The man of God, he got his bible but he’s in pain

The muslim, he got his Quoran… he’s in pain

I was born in the middle of the darkness

Where the hopeless turned heartless

So i wrote this, consider this God’s gift

A shining light, overcome the hardships

Lucky for the chance to do my dance

Big L in amsterdam, fell in love in France

Lovers in Japan, catch me if you can

A world tour with Diamond my man

See me on the ???, spread hope to every man

Related to the struggle, it’s a jungle

Sometimes it make me wonder about the violence and the hunger

So I speak about the blunders, try to teach the younger

Dancing in the rain, motivated by the thunder

I’m designed to hear tear drops and repeat it when the snares chopped

All of us are in pain and do you know brother

When you’re in pain, your brain release hormones that actually can deaden pain

I’m feeling sentimental over this monumental instrumental

Hoping that I don’t offend you with my murder menu

I’m spitting afflicted non-fiction in the venue

Any likeness to person living or dead or coincidental

You don’t have to be a higher scholared Psychologist

To realize they’ve replaced good journalists with gossip columnist

I stay high surrounded by more greenery than botanists

I ain’t after fame, tell a friend to tell a friend

I’m after words like the end of the end

They try to stop me every way that they can

But lyric fans try to tell em Chino’s pen when did it kill again

For years, hated myself, duct taped my mouth

It’s weird, cried so much, my tear ducts dried out

Aristotle be startled to find out which part of my heart is gone

So many sacrificed a lot so we can ride on this art form

But as long as you as a man lay down it

And dream of your greatness but you are never able to manifest how great you are

Hip-Hop saved my life from a childhood that was violent

Chianardo DiCaprio escaping out of Shutter Island

My right that Poseidon that landed me in the insane asylum

Deciding whether I should rhyme about it or to keep it private

Sometimes I find it hard to breath like Colorado’s climate

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but that it could rather be real hydroponic

Lyric Jesus sick of the violent vomit

If I am a Wordsmith on the front line while ya’ll just stand behind it

We ???

compared to churches' conscious controversies

My words clutch your heart like when white racist women clutching their purses

When I retire will rap forget me, kinda like a 60's hippie

Or beg me to come back like Prince and darling, Nicky

We never seen A. G and Finesse freestyle

Wishing that could be me up there but I was just a juvenile

In time I’d become what I’d die for

Even the pope can give up his religion but I can’t let hip hop go

The pain being non productive makes you seek pleasure which keeps you

non-productive

Look at it, look at it brothers… each one of you is in pain

We in pain brother, we live with constant pain

Nobody knows our pain but God and us

And you know deep down inside you

Are as great as any man of greatness that you’ve heard about

Read about or seen in real life

You know you are as great as any one on them… possibly greater