Pain Lyrics by Puff Daddy

Pain Lyrics

    [Puff Daddy In Child's Voice]
    Uncle Puffy?
    Can you read us a bedtime story, please?
    Huh? Please?

    [Puff Daddy]
    Alright check this out right here

    Woke up smoked up, broked up
    What I had left and rolled up, lit it
    Had a shorty that I brought home, hit it
    Sent her on her way, I got no time today
    (Yo, I'mma call you next week, aight?)
    With all this work I got no time to play (OK)
    Cash come and go, and I want mine to stay
    Alot of these fake cats won't mind the day
    I get an unfair play, then the stairway
    That's why I'm like TWA, the airway
    Niggas wantin' to believe what they heard through hear-say
    Hopin', but forget it
    Check the mail, it's a letter from jail, from Hoboken
    I open and I read it, it said

    [G-Dep]
    What da deal son?
    It's ya nigga Teals in the field, and it's real son
    I'mma have to steal one
    Caught up on the run with a gun
    Can't walk with it down then you can't conceal one
    What to do?
    I dont' know if ya knew, that kid, True?
    Up in 1-2-2, he plottin' to get you
    I hear he's due
    You just do what need doin'
    Let's not forget these niggas could bleed too , one

    [Puffy]
    OK, good
    Those cats don't keep it real as they should
    Heard they don't pay good
    Stand around all day wishin' they could
    But this green fufills they dreams
    They ain't a team
    Answering machine on screen
    Phone rings, it was Arlene from Queens
    Head was mean, had a head for schemes
    Told her she get head to see me
    But she play her hand proper, nothin' can stop her

    [Female]
    Hey yo, what up Playboy?
    I'm out in Saint Croix
    With sun cats that say they real
    But they toys
    I heard ya doin' it though
    And you in the flow
    Some niggas wanna ruin ya show?
    What up, yo?
    Whathchu want a rich shot up on his block?
    Or I could leave him in his bed dead, with his dick robbed

    [Puffy]
    Na Boo, I'mma show you how I do
    Just hit me when you get up top
    But come on through (Aight)

    Now I'm doin' inventory
    Guns, clips, vest, bullets
    So when I pull it, it's the end of story
    Leadin' my men to glory
    Then get shorty to hold a pound for me
    I know she down for me
    Yeah, sneak up on 'em like a car thief
    These niggas mad cause it's my party
    And my Benz is wide-bodied
    Despise me, like the feds despise Ghotti
    That I kill for a hobby and lay in your lobby
    So try me, go 'head and take a bite
    Might as well say good night
    Try to put me in the dark, I don't take it light
    Now if it's wrong, make it right
    Not tommorow, tonight
    They barkin', I know the bite
    Jumped in the B-N-Z
    Niggas gonna see the E-N-D fuckin' with me
    See, I knew he was a snake out the ground
    Make me wanna call my man rock and break out the hounds
    Take it to the pier where you can't make out the sounds
    Thoughts in my head goin' 'round, it's goin' down
    Pull up to his block, I'mma put it to his knock
    But, I don't see him, wouldn't wanna be in town
    Ride around for a minute
    Thinkin' 'bout the pain that Hell brings
    Interrupted by a cell ring
    Yeah yeah

    [Female] Hey Boo come and get me, I'm here
    [Puffy] Where?
    [Female] Teterboro

    Give me a few
    It was like I flew
    But it felt kinda strange, it was like I knew
    Pulled up around 2, late like I do
    With the urge to bug
    She gave me a nervous hug
    And when I heard the slugs
    What I saw in the blur was thugs
    Tryin' to soak my fur with blood
    Dropped to the curb and ducked
    Pulled out the fifth, duck behind a car
    Like "How I'm gon' get out this shit?"
    These niggas don't know what they about to get
    A one way ticket to Hell in my gun jail
    Bust my gun at three and one fell
    The other two, waitin' to see what I'mma do

    [G-Dep]
    Hope you brought your arms
    Cuz you're gonna need 'em to hold me

    [Puffy]
    Peeped around the car slowly
    Then I let 'em have the whole wheat
    Man there's six million ways to die
    And you chose me, but I'm an OG
    And in the distance is police
    I'm still bustin', tryin' to kill something
    And I can't hide the fact that I peeled something
    I feel this thing, like in a minute I won't feel a thing
    The two cats jumped in the blue Ac'
    I fired one shot, they fired two back
    They murked off in the night
    I get them fools back, man they ain't seen the last of me
    But I'm bleeding rapidly
    Shot up in the stomach and that wasn't how it had to be
    Heartbeat failin', car alarm wailin'
    Couldn't walk straight then the firearm failed
    Now I'm thinkin' how this bitch played me
    Then I faded

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