Lloyd Banks - Pain lyrics

[Fresstyle over 2Pac's: "So Much Pain" beat] [Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}] They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high Out in SouthSide nickle plated heater on my side. Every night [shot] before I rest my head, I thank to Lord For 'scaping this situations I can't afford. (uh-huh!) Gun and sword, drama poppin' all across the board (YEAH!) Mother-f** yo' magazine and yo' Source Awards! [explode] Just a year ago me and Yayo were makin' plans (alright!) Now sh** changed, I'm signing autographs and shakin' hands (that's right!) Makin' grands, I got Jamaican and Haitian fans, (uh-huh!) Went from ridin' BMX's to the racin' Lambs. - Ya understand? (uh-huh!) They're not my homie, - they don't even know me I had to learn from my experience, cause nobody showed me! Nobody told me, I followed no direction! (uh-uh!) Teflon for protection, so I don't end up like the next one! (yeeeaaah!) I gotta - leave my Mark (Mark...) - and solidify my spots So that way when I drop {GOD-...} - it's first cla** trip to the top. {DAMN!} Chockin', smokin' that purple haaaaze. (uh-huh!) - Learned at a certain age (uh-huh!) That once I get it! - Grab it, hold it, learn to control it. (whoooo!) n***as plottin', chockin', schemin', dreamin' that can can be me Believe me! It's not too easy, you ain't built for TV! {DAMN!} [shot] I'm hittin', splittin', duck and dodgin' these HOES With an extra change of CLOTHES, when they show-up at my SHOWS. I gotta - clear my heard and get my work DONE (work done!) (yeah!) Cause I'm hittin' multi-platinum on my first on! (first month!) (YEAH!) {Whoooooo!} [shot]