[{"id":34517053,"name":"Pain","trackName":"Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"2Pac Videos","duration":275.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I couln't help but notice your pain\nMy pain?\nIt runs deep\nShare it with me!\n\nOhhh pain pain pain\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nThey'll never take me alive\nI'm gettin' high with my four-five\nCocked on these suckas\nTime ta die\nEven as a youngster\nCausin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\nI was a fool all through high school\nKickin' up dust\nBut now i'm labled as a trouble maker\nWho can you blame?\nSmokin' weed helped me take away the pain\nSo i'm hopeless\nRollin' down the freeway swervin'\nDon't worry\nI'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\nMaybe if they tried to understand me\nWhat should i do?\nI had to feed my fuckin' family\nWhat else could i do\nBut be a thug\nOut slangin' with the homies\nFuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\nGot my mind on danger\nNever been a stranger ta homicide\nMy cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\nWhy do we die at an early age\nHe was so young\nBut still a victom of the 12 guage\nMy memories of a corpse\nMind full of sick thoughts\nAnd i ain't goin back to court\nSo fuck what you thought\nIm drinkin' hennessey\nRunnin from my enemies\nWill i live to be 23\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nYears and years of that rough life\nRunnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\nAnd livin trifed on the regular\nBokin out competitors\nSee them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\nGet in trouble everyday in school\nAct a fool\nAnd you know i had to break every rule\nShowin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\nSo i had to watch my back when it was time to step\nBut the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\nUh, pop, pop\nAnd send a chuckle up above for me\nAnd yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\nBroke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\nAnd now the money's lookin lovely\nPop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\nKick'em the game\nIt's all the same\nI kick it back yo\nGive'em slack yo\nAnd now they lable me tha mack yo\nPeople check it\nGet disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\nYou heard man\nCatch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\nDamn!\nRelease some realistic with my biscuit\nYou know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\nMe and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\nSo if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\nA lot of pressure with the street fame\nIt's a deep game\nAnd my mama always cryin'\nYo there's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nThey got me mobbin like i'm\nLoc'ed and ready to get my slug on\nI load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\nI ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\nTrust\nI got my glock cocked playa if they press me\nBust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\nBetter duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\nI'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\nAnd gettin' high\nOn tha lookout for my enemies\nDon't wanna die\nTell me why\nCause this stress is gettin' major\nA buck fifty across my face with my razor\nWhat can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\nKeep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\nThese sorry bastards\nWant to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\nAnd everyday it just a struggle\nSteady thuggin' in the streets\nAnd i'll be ballin' loc\nDon't let'em make you worry\nKeep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\nI was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\nWord ta motha im touched\n\nI'm kickin dust up\n\nReady ta bust\nI'm on the scene steady muggin' me\nUntil they kill me\nI'll be livin this life\nI know you feel me baby\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: 2Pac Videos\n duration_ms: 275000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I couln't help but notice your pain\n My pain?\n It runs deep\n Share it with me!\n\n Ohhh pain pain pain\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n They'll never take me alive\n I'm gettin' high with my four-five\n Cocked on these suckas\n Time ta die\n Even as a youngster\n Causin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\n I was a fool all through high school\n Kickin' up dust\n But now i'm labled as a trouble maker\n Who can you blame?\n Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain\n So i'm hopeless\n Rollin' down the freeway swervin'\n Don't worry\n I'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\n Maybe if they tried to understand me\n What should i do?\n I had to feed my fuckin' family\n What else could i do\n But be a thug\n Out slangin' with the homies\n Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\n Got my mind on danger\n Never been a stranger ta homicide\n My cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\n Why do we die at an early age\n He was so young\n But still a victom of the 12 guage\n My memories of a corpse\n Mind full of sick thoughts\n And i ain't goin back to court\n So fuck what you thought\n Im drinkin' hennessey\n Runnin from my enemies\n Will i live to be 23\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n Years and years of that rough life\n Runnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\n And livin trifed on the regular\n Bokin out competitors\n See them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\n Get in trouble everyday in school\n Act a fool\n And you know i had to break every rule\n Showin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\n So i had to watch my back when it was time to step\n But the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\n Uh, pop, pop\n And send a chuckle up above for me\n And yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\n Broke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\n And now the money's lookin lovely\n Pop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\n Kick'em the game\n It's all the same\n I kick it back yo\n Give'em slack yo\n And now they lable me tha mack yo\n People check it\n Get disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\n You heard man\n Catch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\n Damn!\n Release some realistic with my biscuit\n You know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\n Me and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\n So if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\n A lot of pressure with the street fame\n It's a deep game\n And my mama always cryin'\n Yo there's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n They got me mobbin like i'm\n Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on\n I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\n I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\n Trust\n I got my glock cocked playa if they press me\n Bust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\n Better duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\n I'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\n And gettin' high\n On tha lookout for my enemies\n Don't wanna die\n Tell me why\n Cause this stress is gettin' major\n A buck fifty across my face with my razor\n What can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\n Keep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\n These sorry bastards\n Want to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\n And everyday it just a struggle\n Steady thuggin' in the streets\n And i'll be ballin' loc\n Don't let'em make you worry\n Keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\n I was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\n Word ta motha im touched\n\n I'm kickin dust up\n\n Ready ta bust\n I'm on the scene steady muggin' me\n Until they kill me\n I'll be livin this life\n I know you feel me baby\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n"},{"id":21598987,"name":"House of Pain","trackName":"House of Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"2pac & Stretch","duration":208.0445,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ugh, born in hell, is back\n\nThe motherfuckin' dust kicker, who can you trust?\nDo have you the heart to see a nigga?\nBefore you bust, my name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes\nBustin' motherfuckers out the blocks and I ain't even go\nNow how the hell do you explain, my claim to fame\nFrom doin' fix to bustin' tricks out the fuckin' frame\nGot these bitches on my jock, niggas on my block\nJealous Ass Suckers got it duckin' for my fuckin' Glock\nAnd bustin' niggas asses to stay alive\nSkinny-Ass-Player watchin' bigger motherfuckers fry\nThey ask me how I'm livin? Haaah I'm a hustler\nBuckin' busters til they die\nNow it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?\nNiggas got they AK's headin' for the burbs\nAimin' at them skin head bitches let it rain\nGivin' them a big welcome to the house of pain\n\nHouse of pain, house of pain, house of pain\nWelcome to the house of pain\n\nThe country bud got me chokin'\nI'm on a mission to the point that motherfuckers think I'm smokin'\nYeah that sick nigga Biggie wit the 8 shot flip\nWit the extra clip for that extra shit\nDon't you know that killing is thrilling\nAll the blood spilling, is all a part of drug dealing\nA born gangster my daddy was a thug\nHad a .38 with the hollow point slug\nSo when he licked shots\nNiggas dropped quicker than a bootlegger sells his liquor\nA little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes\nPayin' dues, while kids was on their one's and two's for me\nNow I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster\nGot the Mac .11's swingin' from my shoulder\nIt's a damn shame I got to put my momma through the strain\nI'm livin' in a house of pain\n\nHouse of pain, house of pain, house of pain\nWelcome to the house of pain","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: House of Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: 2pac & Stretch\n duration_ms: 208045\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Ugh, born in hell, is back\n\n The motherfuckin' dust kicker, who can you trust?\n Do have you the heart to see a nigga?\n Before you bust, my name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes\n Bustin' motherfuckers out the blocks and I ain't even go\n Now how the hell do you explain, my claim to fame\n From doin' fix to bustin' tricks out the fuckin' frame\n Got these bitches on my jock, niggas on my block\n Jealous Ass Suckers got it duckin' for my fuckin' Glock\n And bustin' niggas asses to stay alive\n Skinny-Ass-Player watchin' bigger motherfuckers fry\n They ask me how I'm livin? Haaah I'm a hustler\n Buckin' busters til they die\n Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?\n Niggas got they AK's headin' for the burbs\n Aimin' at them skin head bitches let it rain\n Givin' them a big welcome to the house of pain\n\n House of pain, house of pain, house of pain\n Welcome to the house of pain\n\n The country bud got me chokin'\n I'm on a mission to the point that motherfuckers think I'm smokin'\n Yeah that sick nigga Biggie wit the 8 shot flip\n Wit the extra clip for that extra shit\n Don't you know that killing is thrilling\n All the blood spilling, is all a part of drug dealing\n A born gangster my daddy was a thug\n Had a .38 with the hollow point slug\n So when he licked shots\n Niggas dropped quicker than a bootlegger sells his liquor\n A little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes\n Payin' dues, while kids was on their one's and two's for me\n Now I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster\n Got the Mac .11's swingin' from my shoulder\n It's a damn shame I got to put my momma through the strain\n I'm livin' in a house of pain\n\n House of pain, house of pain, house of pain\n Welcome to the house of pain\n"},{"id":29798412,"name":"Pain","trackName":"Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"7 Days In Vegas: 2Pac Lives","duration":375.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I couln't help but notice your pain\nMy pain?\nIt runs deep\nShare it with me!\n\nOhhh pain pain pain\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nThey'll never take me alive\nI'm gettin' high with my four-five\nCocked on these suckas\nTime ta die\nEven as a youngster\nCausin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\nI was a fool all through high school\nKickin' up dust\nBut now i'm labled as a trouble maker\nWho can you blame?\nSmokin' weed helped me take away the pain\nSo i'm hopeless\nRollin' down the freeway swervin'\nDon't worry\nI'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\nMaybe if they tried to understand me\nWhat should i do?\nI had to feed my fuckin' family\nWhat else could i do\nBut be a thug\nOut slangin' with the homies\nFuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\nGot my mind on danger\nNever been a stranger ta homicide\nMy cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\nWhy do we die at an early age\nHe was so young\nBut still a victom of the 12 guage\nMy memories of a corpse\nMind full of sick thoughts\nAnd i ain't goin back to court\nSo fuck what you thought\nIm drinkin' hennessey\nRunnin from my enemies\nWill i live to be 23\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nYears and years of that rough life\nRunnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\nAnd livin trifed on the regular\nBokin out competitors\nSee them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\nGet in trouble everyday in school\nAct a fool\nAnd you know i had to break every rule\nShowin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\nSo i had to watch my back when it was time to step\nBut the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\nUh, pop, pop\nAnd send a chuckle up above for me\nAnd yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\nBroke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\nAnd now the money's lookin lovely\nPop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\nKick'em the game\nIt's all the same\nI kick it back yo\nGive'em slack yo\nAnd now they lable me tha mack yo\nPeople check it\nGet disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\nYou heard man\nCatch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\nDamn!\nRelease some realistic with my biscuit\nYou know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\nMe and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\nSo if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\nA lot of pressure with the street fame\nIt's a deep game\nAnd my mama always cryin'\nYo there's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nThey got me mobbin like i'm\nLoc'ed and ready to get my slug on\nI load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\nI ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\nTrust\nI got my glock cocked playa if they press me\nBust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\nBetter duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\nI'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\nAnd gettin' high\nOn tha lookout for my enemies\nDon't wanna die\nTell me why\nCause this stress is gettin' major\nA buck fifty across my face with my razor\nWhat can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\nKeep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\nThese sorry bastards\nWant to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\nAnd everyday it just a struggle\nSteady thuggin' in the streets\nAnd i'll be ballin' loc\nDon't let'em make you worry\nKeep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\nI was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\nWord ta motha im touched\n\nI'm kickin dust up\n\nReady ta bust\nI'm on the scene steady muggin' me\nUntil they kill me\nI'll be livin this life\nI know you feel me baby\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: '7 Days In Vegas: 2Pac Lives'\n duration_ms: 375000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I couln't help but notice your pain\n My pain?\n It runs deep\n Share it with me!\n\n Ohhh pain pain pain\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n They'll never take me alive\n I'm gettin' high with my four-five\n Cocked on these suckas\n Time ta die\n Even as a youngster\n Causin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\n I was a fool all through high school\n Kickin' up dust\n But now i'm labled as a trouble maker\n Who can you blame?\n Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain\n So i'm hopeless\n Rollin' down the freeway swervin'\n Don't worry\n I'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\n Maybe if they tried to understand me\n What should i do?\n I had to feed my fuckin' family\n What else could i do\n But be a thug\n Out slangin' with the homies\n Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\n Got my mind on danger\n Never been a stranger ta homicide\n My cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\n Why do we die at an early age\n He was so young\n But still a victom of the 12 guage\n My memories of a corpse\n Mind full of sick thoughts\n And i ain't goin back to court\n So fuck what you thought\n Im drinkin' hennessey\n Runnin from my enemies\n Will i live to be 23\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n Years and years of that rough life\n Runnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\n And livin trifed on the regular\n Bokin out competitors\n See them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\n Get in trouble everyday in school\n Act a fool\n And you know i had to break every rule\n Showin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\n So i had to watch my back when it was time to step\n But the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\n Uh, pop, pop\n And send a chuckle up above for me\n And yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\n Broke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\n And now the money's lookin lovely\n Pop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\n Kick'em the game\n It's all the same\n I kick it back yo\n Give'em slack yo\n And now they lable me tha mack yo\n People check it\n Get disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\n You heard man\n Catch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\n Damn!\n Release some realistic with my biscuit\n You know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\n Me and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\n So if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\n A lot of pressure with the street fame\n It's a deep game\n And my mama always cryin'\n Yo there's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n They got me mobbin like i'm\n Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on\n I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\n I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\n Trust\n I got my glock cocked playa if they press me\n Bust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\n Better duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\n I'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\n And gettin' high\n On tha lookout for my enemies\n Don't wanna die\n Tell me why\n Cause this stress is gettin' major\n A buck fifty across my face with my razor\n What can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\n Keep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\n These sorry bastards\n Want to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\n And everyday it just a struggle\n Steady thuggin' in the streets\n And i'll be ballin' loc\n Don't let'em make you worry\n Keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\n I was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\n Word ta motha im touched\n\n I'm kickin dust up\n\n Ready ta bust\n I'm on the scene steady muggin' me\n Until they kill me\n I'll be livin this life\n I know you feel me baby\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n"},{"id":20158255,"name":"Pain","trackName":"Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"2Pac: The Vault / Vol. VII: Th","duration":267.554458,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I couln't help but notice your pain\nMy pain?\nIt runs deep\nShare it with me!\n\nOhhh pain pain pain\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nThey'll never take me alive\nI'm gettin' high with my four-five\nCocked on these suckas\nTime ta die\nEven as a youngster\nCausin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\nI was a fool all through high school\nKickin' up dust\nBut now i'm labled as a trouble maker\nWho can you blame?\nSmokin' weed helped me take away the pain\nSo i'm hopeless\nRollin' down the freeway swervin'\nDon't worry\nI'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\nMaybe if they tried to understand me\nWhat should i do?\nI had to feed my fuckin' family\nWhat else could i do\nBut be a thug\nOut slangin' with the homies\nFuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\nGot my mind on danger\nNever been a stranger ta homicide\nMy cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\nWhy do we die at an early age\nHe was so young\nBut still a victom of the 12 guage\nMy memories of a corpse\nMind full of sick thoughts\nAnd i ain't goin back to court\nSo fuck what you thought\nIm drinkin' hennessey\nRunnin from my enemies\nWill i live to be 23\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nYears and years of that rough life\nRunnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\nAnd livin trifed on the regular\nBokin out competitors\nSee them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\nGet in trouble everyday in school\nAct a fool\nAnd you know i had to break every rule\nShowin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\nSo i had to watch my back when it was time to step\nBut the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\nUh, pop, pop\nAnd send a chuckle up above for me\nAnd yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\nBroke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\nAnd now the money's lookin lovely\nPop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\nKick'em the game\nIt's all the same\nI kick it back yo\nGive'em slack yo\nAnd now they lable me tha mack yo\nPeople check it\nGet disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\nYou heard man\nCatch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\nDamn!\nRelease some realistic with my biscuit\nYou know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\nMe and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\nSo if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\nA lot of pressure with the street fame\nIt's a deep game\nAnd my mama always cryin'\nYo there's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nThey got me mobbin like i'm\nLoc'ed and ready to get my slug on\nI load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\nI ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\nTrust\nI got my glock cocked playa if they press me\nBust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\nBetter duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\nI'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\nAnd gettin' high\nOn tha lookout for my enemies\nDon't wanna die\nTell me why\nCause this stress is gettin' major\nA buck fifty across my face with my razor\nWhat can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\nKeep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\nThese sorry bastards\nWant to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\nAnd everyday it just a struggle\nSteady thuggin' in the streets\nAnd i'll be ballin' loc\nDon't let'em make you worry\nKeep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\nI was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\nWord ta motha im touched\n\nI'm kickin dust up\n\nReady ta bust\nI'm on the scene steady muggin' me\nUntil they kill me\nI'll be livin this life\nI know you feel me baby\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: '2Pac: The Vault / Vol. VII: Th'\n duration_ms: 267554\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I couln't help but notice your pain\n My pain?\n It runs deep\n Share it with me!\n\n Ohhh pain pain pain\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n They'll never take me alive\n I'm gettin' high with my four-five\n Cocked on these suckas\n Time ta die\n Even as a youngster\n Causin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\n I was a fool all through high school\n Kickin' up dust\n But now i'm labled as a trouble maker\n Who can you blame?\n Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain\n So i'm hopeless\n Rollin' down the freeway swervin'\n Don't worry\n I'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\n Maybe if they tried to understand me\n What should i do?\n I had to feed my fuckin' family\n What else could i do\n But be a thug\n Out slangin' with the homies\n Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\n Got my mind on danger\n Never been a stranger ta homicide\n My cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\n Why do we die at an early age\n He was so young\n But still a victom of the 12 guage\n My memories of a corpse\n Mind full of sick thoughts\n And i ain't goin back to court\n So fuck what you thought\n Im drinkin' hennessey\n Runnin from my enemies\n Will i live to be 23\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n Years and years of that rough life\n Runnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\n And livin trifed on the regular\n Bokin out competitors\n See them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\n Get in trouble everyday in school\n Act a fool\n And you know i had to break every rule\n Showin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\n So i had to watch my back when it was time to step\n But the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\n Uh, pop, pop\n And send a chuckle up above for me\n And yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\n Broke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\n And now the money's lookin lovely\n Pop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\n Kick'em the game\n It's all the same\n I kick it back yo\n Give'em slack yo\n And now they lable me tha mack yo\n People check it\n Get disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\n You heard man\n Catch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\n Damn!\n Release some realistic with my biscuit\n You know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\n Me and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\n So if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\n A lot of pressure with the street fame\n It's a deep game\n And my mama always cryin'\n Yo there's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n They got me mobbin like i'm\n Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on\n I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\n I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\n Trust\n I got my glock cocked playa if they press me\n Bust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\n Better duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\n I'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\n And gettin' high\n On tha lookout for my enemies\n Don't wanna die\n Tell me why\n Cause this stress is gettin' major\n A buck fifty across my face with my razor\n What can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\n Keep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\n These sorry bastards\n Want to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\n And everyday it just a struggle\n Steady thuggin' in the streets\n And i'll be ballin' loc\n Don't let'em make you worry\n Keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\n I was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\n Word ta motha im touched\n\n I'm kickin dust up\n\n Ready ta bust\n I'm on the scene steady muggin' me\n Until they kill me\n I'll be livin this life\n I know you feel me baby\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n"},{"id":25345856,"name":"Pain","trackName":"Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"7 Days In Vegas: 2Pac Lives","duration":210.238792,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I couln't help but notice your pain\nMy pain?\nIt runs deep\nShare it with me!\n\nOhhh pain pain pain\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nThey'll never take me alive\nI'm gettin' high with my four-five\nCocked on these suckas\nTime ta die\nEven as a youngster\nCausin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\nI was a fool all through high school\nKickin' up dust\nBut now i'm labled as a trouble maker\nWho can you blame?\nSmokin' weed helped me take away the pain\nSo i'm hopeless\nRollin' down the freeway swervin'\nDon't worry\nI'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\nMaybe if they tried to understand me\nWhat should i do?\nI had to feed my fuckin' family\nWhat else could i do\nBut be a thug\nOut slangin' with the homies\nFuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\nGot my mind on danger\nNever been a stranger ta homicide\nMy cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\nWhy do we die at an early age\nHe was so young\nBut still a victom of the 12 guage\nMy memories of a corpse\nMind full of sick thoughts\nAnd i ain't goin back to court\nSo fuck what you thought\nIm drinkin' hennessey\nRunnin from my enemies\nWill i live to be 23\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nYears and years of that rough life\nRunnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\nAnd livin trifed on the regular\nBokin out competitors\nSee them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\nGet in trouble everyday in school\nAct a fool\nAnd you know i had to break every rule\nShowin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\nSo i had to watch my back when it was time to step\nBut the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\nUh, pop, pop\nAnd send a chuckle up above for me\nAnd yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\nBroke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\nAnd now the money's lookin lovely\nPop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\nKick'em the game\nIt's all the same\nI kick it back yo\nGive'em slack yo\nAnd now they lable me tha mack yo\nPeople check it\nGet disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\nYou heard man\nCatch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\nDamn!\nRelease some realistic with my biscuit\nYou know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\nMe and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\nSo if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\nA lot of pressure with the street fame\nIt's a deep game\nAnd my mama always cryin'\nYo there's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nThey got me mobbin like i'm\nLoc'ed and ready to get my slug on\nI load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\nI ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\nTrust\nI got my glock cocked playa if they press me\nBust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\nBetter duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\nI'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\nAnd gettin' high\nOn tha lookout for my enemies\nDon't wanna die\nTell me why\nCause this stress is gettin' major\nA buck fifty across my face with my razor\nWhat can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\nKeep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\nThese sorry bastards\nWant to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\nAnd everyday it just a struggle\nSteady thuggin' in the streets\nAnd i'll be ballin' loc\nDon't let'em make you worry\nKeep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\nI was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\nWord ta motha im touched\n\nI'm kickin dust up\n\nReady ta bust\nI'm on the scene steady muggin' me\nUntil they kill me\nI'll be livin this life\nI know you feel me baby\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: '7 Days In Vegas: 2Pac Lives'\n duration_ms: 210239\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I couln't help but notice your pain\n My pain?\n It runs deep\n Share it with me!\n\n Ohhh pain pain pain\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n They'll never take me alive\n I'm gettin' high with my four-five\n Cocked on these suckas\n Time ta die\n Even as a youngster\n Causin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\n I was a fool all through high school\n Kickin' up dust\n But now i'm labled as a trouble maker\n Who can you blame?\n Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain\n So i'm hopeless\n Rollin' down the freeway swervin'\n Don't worry\n I'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\n Maybe if they tried to understand me\n What should i do?\n I had to feed my fuckin' family\n What else could i do\n But be a thug\n Out slangin' with the homies\n Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\n Got my mind on danger\n Never been a stranger ta homicide\n My cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\n Why do we die at an early age\n He was so young\n But still a victom of the 12 guage\n My memories of a corpse\n Mind full of sick thoughts\n And i ain't goin back to court\n So fuck what you thought\n Im drinkin' hennessey\n Runnin from my enemies\n Will i live to be 23\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n Years and years of that rough life\n Runnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\n And livin trifed on the regular\n Bokin out competitors\n See them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\n Get in trouble everyday in school\n Act a fool\n And you know i had to break every rule\n Showin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\n So i had to watch my back when it was time to step\n But the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\n Uh, pop, pop\n And send a chuckle up above for me\n And yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\n Broke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\n And now the money's lookin lovely\n Pop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\n Kick'em the game\n It's all the same\n I kick it back yo\n Give'em slack yo\n And now they lable me tha mack yo\n People check it\n Get disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\n You heard man\n Catch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\n Damn!\n Release some realistic with my biscuit\n You know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\n Me and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\n So if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\n A lot of pressure with the street fame\n It's a deep game\n And my mama always cryin'\n Yo there's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n They got me mobbin like i'm\n Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on\n I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\n I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\n Trust\n I got my glock cocked playa if they press me\n Bust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\n Better duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\n I'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\n And gettin' high\n On tha lookout for my enemies\n Don't wanna die\n Tell me why\n Cause this stress is gettin' major\n A buck fifty across my face with my razor\n What can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\n Keep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\n These sorry bastards\n Want to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\n And everyday it just a struggle\n Steady thuggin' in the streets\n And i'll be ballin' loc\n Don't let'em make you worry\n Keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\n I was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\n Word ta motha im touched\n\n I'm kickin dust up\n\n Ready ta bust\n I'm on the scene steady muggin' me\n Until they kill me\n I'll be livin this life\n I know you feel me baby\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n"},{"id":4895350,"name":"Pain (feat. 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suckas\nTime ta die\nEven as a youngster\nCausin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\nI was a fool all through high school\nKickin' up dust\nBut now i'm labled as a trouble maker\nWho can you blame?\nSmokin' weed helped me take away the pain\nSo i'm hopeless\nRollin' down the freeway swervin'\nDon't worry\nI'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\nMaybe if they tried to understand me\nWhat should i do?\nI had to feed my fuckin' family\nWhat else could i do\nBut be a thug\nOut slangin' with the homies\nFuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\nGot my mind on danger\nNever been a stranger ta homicide\nMy cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\nWhy do we die at an early age\nHe was so young\nBut still a victom of the 12 guage\nMy memories of a corpse\nMind full of sick thoughts\nAnd i ain't goin back to court\nSo fuck what you thought\nIm drinkin' hennessey\nRunnin from my enemies\nWill i live to be 23\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nYears and years of that rough life\nRunnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\nAnd livin trifed on the regular\nBokin out competitors\nSee them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\nGet in trouble everyday in school\nAct a fool\nAnd you know i had to break every rule\nShowin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\nSo i had to watch my back when it was time to step\nBut the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\nUh, pop, pop\nAnd send a chuckle up above for me\nAnd yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\nBroke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\nAnd now the money's lookin lovely\nPop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\nKick'em the game\nIt's all the same\nI kick it back yo\nGive'em slack yo\nAnd now they lable me tha mack yo\nPeople check it\nGet disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\nYou heard man\nCatch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\nDamn!\nRelease some realistic with my biscuit\nYou know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\nMe and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\nSo if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\nA lot of pressure with the street fame\nIt's a deep game\nAnd my mama always cryin'\nYo there's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nThey got me mobbin like i'm\nLoc'ed and ready to get my slug on\nI load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\nI ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\nTrust\nI got my glock cocked playa if they press me\nBust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\nBetter duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\nI'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\nAnd gettin' high\nOn tha lookout for my enemies\nDon't wanna die\nTell me why\nCause this stress is gettin' major\nA buck fifty across my face with my razor\nWhat can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\nKeep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\nThese sorry bastards\nWant to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\nAnd everyday it just a struggle\nSteady thuggin' in the streets\nAnd i'll be ballin' loc\nDon't let'em make you worry\nKeep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\nI was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\nWord ta motha im touched\n\nI'm kickin dust up\n\nReady ta bust\nI'm on the scene steady muggin' me\nUntil they kill me\nI'll be livin this life\nI know you feel me baby\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: My Pain 1972 - 1996\n duration_ms: 281187\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I couln't help but notice your pain\n My pain?\n It runs deep\n Share it with me!\n\n Ohhh pain pain pain\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n They'll never take me alive\n I'm gettin' high with my four-five\n Cocked on these suckas\n Time ta die\n Even as a youngster\n Causin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\n I was a fool all through high school\n Kickin' up dust\n But now i'm labled as a trouble maker\n Who can you blame?\n Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain\n So i'm hopeless\n Rollin' down the freeway swervin'\n Don't worry\n I'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\n Maybe if they tried to understand me\n What should i do?\n I had to feed my fuckin' family\n What else could i do\n But be a thug\n Out slangin' with the homies\n Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\n Got my mind on danger\n Never been a stranger ta homicide\n My cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\n Why do we die at an early age\n He was so young\n But still a victom of the 12 guage\n My memories of a corpse\n Mind full of sick thoughts\n And i ain't goin back to court\n So fuck what you thought\n Im drinkin' hennessey\n Runnin from my enemies\n Will i live to be 23\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n Years and years of that rough life\n Runnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\n And livin trifed on the regular\n Bokin out competitors\n See them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\n Get in trouble everyday in school\n Act a fool\n And you know i had to break every rule\n Showin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\n So i had to watch my back when it was time to step\n But the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\n Uh, pop, pop\n And send a chuckle up above for me\n And yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\n Broke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\n And now the money's lookin lovely\n Pop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\n Kick'em the game\n It's all the same\n I kick it back yo\n Give'em slack yo\n And now they lable me tha mack yo\n People check it\n Get disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\n You heard man\n Catch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\n Damn!\n Release some realistic with my biscuit\n You know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\n Me and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\n So if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\n A lot of pressure with the street fame\n It's a deep game\n And my mama always cryin'\n Yo there's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n They got me mobbin like i'm\n Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on\n I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\n I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\n Trust\n I got my glock cocked playa if they press me\n Bust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\n Better duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\n I'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\n And gettin' high\n On tha lookout for my enemies\n Don't wanna die\n Tell me why\n Cause this stress is gettin' major\n A buck fifty across my face with my razor\n What can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\n Keep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\n These sorry bastards\n Want to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\n And everyday it just a struggle\n Steady thuggin' in the streets\n And i'll be ballin' loc\n Don't let'em make you worry\n Keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\n I was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\n Word ta motha im touched\n\n I'm kickin dust up\n\n Ready ta bust\n I'm on the scene steady muggin' me\n Until they kill me\n I'll be livin this life\n I know you feel me baby\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n"},{"id":22168900,"name":"Pain","trackName":"Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"2Pac: The Vault / Vol. VII: The Afterlife","duration":267.572333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I couln't help but notice your pain\nMy pain?\nIt runs deep\nShare it with me!\n\nOhhh pain pain pain\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nOhh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\nThey'll never take me alive\nI'm gettin' high with my four-five\nCocked on these suckas\nTime ta die\nEven as a youngster\nCausin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\nI was a fool all through high school\nKickin' up dust\nBut now i'm labled as a trouble maker\nWho can you blame?\nSmokin' weed helped me take away the pain\nSo i'm hopeless\nRollin' down the freeway swervin'\nDon't worry\nI'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\nMaybe if they tried to understand me\nWhat should i do?\nI had to feed my fuckin' family\nWhat else could i do\nBut be a thug\nOut slangin' with the homies\nFuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\nGot my mind on danger\nNever been a stranger ta homicide\nMy cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\nWhy do we die at an early age\nHe was so young\nBut still a victom of the 12 guage\nMy memories of a corpse\nMind full of sick thoughts\nAnd i ain't goin back to court\nSo fuck what you thought\nIm drinkin' hennessey\nRunnin from my enemies\nWill i live to be 23\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nYears and years of that rough life\nRunnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\nAnd livin trifed on the regular\nBokin out competitors\nSee them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\nGet in trouble everyday in school\nAct a fool\nAnd you know i had to break every rule\nShowin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\nSo i had to watch my back when it was time to step\nBut the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\nUh, pop, pop\nAnd send a chuckle up above for me\nAnd yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\nBroke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\nAnd now the money's lookin lovely\nPop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\nKick'em the game\nIt's all the same\nI kick it back yo\nGive'em slack yo\nAnd now they lable me tha mack yo\nPeople check it\nGet disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\nYou heard man\nCatch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\nDamn!\nRelease some realistic with my biscuit\nYou know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\nMe and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\nSo if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\nA lot of pressure with the street fame\nIt's a deep game\nAnd my mama always cryin'\nYo there's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\nThey got me mobbin like i'm\nLoc'ed and ready to get my slug on\nI load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\nI ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\nTrust\nI got my glock cocked playa if they press me\nBust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\nBetter duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\nI'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\nAnd gettin' high\nOn tha lookout for my enemies\nDon't wanna die\nTell me why\nCause this stress is gettin' major\nA buck fifty across my face with my razor\nWhat can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\nKeep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\nThese sorry bastards\nWant to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\nAnd everyday it just a struggle\nSteady thuggin' in the streets\nAnd i'll be ballin' loc\nDon't let'em make you worry\nKeep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\nI was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta,\nWord ta motha im touched\n\nI'm kickin dust up\n\nReady ta bust\nI'm on the scene steady muggin' me\nUntil they kill me\nI'll be livin this life\nI know you feel me baby\nThere's so much pain\n\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh\nTired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n(Dont get to close because you might get shot)\nOhh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: '2Pac: The Vault / Vol. VII: The Afterlife'\n duration_ms: 267572\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I couln't help but notice your pain\n My pain?\n It runs deep\n Share it with me!\n\n Ohhh pain pain pain\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n Ohh ohh oh ohh ohh\n\n They'll never take me alive\n I'm gettin' high with my four-five\n Cocked on these suckas\n Time ta die\n Even as a youngster\n Causin' ruckis on tha back of the bus\n I was a fool all through high school\n Kickin' up dust\n But now i'm labled as a trouble maker\n Who can you blame?\n Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain\n So i'm hopeless\n Rollin' down the freeway swervin'\n Don't worry\n I'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\n Maybe if they tried to understand me\n What should i do?\n I had to feed my fuckin' family\n What else could i do\n But be a thug\n Out slangin' with the homies\n Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\n Got my mind on danger\n Never been a stranger ta homicide\n My cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\n Why do we die at an early age\n He was so young\n But still a victom of the 12 guage\n My memories of a corpse\n Mind full of sick thoughts\n And i ain't goin back to court\n So fuck what you thought\n Im drinkin' hennessey\n Runnin from my enemies\n Will i live to be 23\n There's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n Years and years of that rough life\n Runnin crazed and wild as a kid and growin tough with a knife\n And livin trifed on the regular\n Bokin out competitors\n See them take a move and take them down like a fuckin preditor\n Get in trouble everyday in school\n Act a fool\n And you know i had to break every rule\n Showin off for the bitches cause i had the mad rep\n So i had to watch my back when it was time to step\n But the gimiest of grimeys with love for me\n Uh, pop, pop\n And send a chuckle up above for me\n And yo currency kept passin me by but i didnt cry\n Broke I head off with the pack and started sellin coke\n And now the money's lookin lovely\n Pop the drop top and now tha bitches wanna rub me\n Kick'em the game\n It's all the same\n I kick it back yo\n Give'em slack yo\n And now they lable me tha mack yo\n People check it\n Get disrespected if you front on tha the birdman\n You heard man\n Catch a couple shots from tha glock in my hand\n Damn!\n Release some realistic with my biscuit\n You know you get your ass twisted so run for cover\n Me and my man got a plan kickin' major dust\n\n So if your on nigga look for the guage to bust\n A lot of pressure with the street fame\n It's a deep game\n And my mama always cryin'\n Yo there's so much pain\n\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n Ohh\n Tired of tha Strain and tha Pain\n (Dont get to close because you might get shot)\n\n They got me mobbin like i'm\n Loc'ed and ready to get my slug on\n I load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\n I ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\n Trust\n I got my glock cocked playa if they press me\n Bust some motherfuckers with a PASSION\n Better duck cause i ain't lookin when i'm BBBBLASTIN\n I'm a nut and drinkin hennessey\n And gettin' high\n On tha lookout for my enemies\n Don't wanna die\n Tell me why\n Cause this stress is gettin' major\n A buck fifty across my face with my razor\n What can i do but be a thug until i'm dead and gone\n Keep my brain on tha game and stay head strong\n These sorry bastards\n Want to kill me in my sleep but will they can i see\n And everyday it just a struggle\n Steady thuggin' in the streets\n And i'll be ballin' loc\n Don't let'em make you worry\n Keep swingin' at these suckas till you 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Can I see and everyday it just a struggle\n\n Steady thuggin' in the streets and I'll be ballin' loc\n Don't let 'em make you worry\n Keep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\n I was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta\n With a motha on drugs\n\n I'm kickin' dust up, ready ta bust\n I'm on the scene steady muggin' mean\n Until they kill me, I'll be livin' this life\n I know you feel me there's so much pain\n\n Oh, tired of tha strain and tha pain\n Oh, tired of tha strain and tha pain\n Oh, tired of tha strain and tha pain\n Oh, tired of tha strain and tha pain, oh\n"},{"id":31731618,"name":"House of Pain","trackName":"House of Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Makaveli a.k.a. 2Pac","duration":283.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ugh, born in hell, is back\n\nThe motherfuckin' dust kicker, who can you trust?\nDo have you the heart to see a nigga?\nBefore you bust, my name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes\nBustin' motherfuckers out the blocks and I ain't even go\nNow how the hell do you explain, my claim to fame\nFrom doin' fix to bustin' tricks out the fuckin' frame\nGot these bitches on my jock, niggas on my block\nJealous Ass Suckers got it duckin' for my fuckin' Glock\nAnd bustin' niggas asses to stay alive\nSkinny-Ass-Player watchin' bigger motherfuckers fry\nThey ask me how I'm livin? Haaah I'm a hustler\nBuckin' busters til they die\nNow it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?\nNiggas got they AK's headin' for the burbs\nAimin' at them skin head bitches let it rain\nGivin' them a big welcome to the house of pain\n\nHouse of pain, house of pain, house of pain\nWelcome to the house of pain\n\nThe country bud got me chokin'\nI'm on a mission to the point that motherfuckers think I'm smokin'\nYeah that sick nigga Biggie wit the 8 shot flip\nWit the extra clip for that extra shit\nDon't you know that killing is thrilling\nAll the blood spilling, is all a part of drug dealing\nA born gangster my daddy was a thug\nHad a .38 with the hollow point slug\nSo when he licked shots\nNiggas dropped quicker than a bootlegger sells his liquor\nA little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes\nPayin' dues, while kids was on their one's and two's for me\nNow I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster\nGot the Mac .11's swingin' from my shoulder\nIt's a damn shame I got to put my momma through the strain\nI'm livin' in a house of pain\n\nHouse of pain, house of pain, house of pain\nWelcome to the house of pain","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: House of Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Makaveli a.k.a. 2Pac\n duration_ms: 283000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Ugh, born in hell, is back\n\n The motherfuckin' dust kicker, who can you trust?\n Do have you the heart to see a nigga?\n Before you bust, my name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes\n Bustin' motherfuckers out the blocks and I ain't even go\n Now how the hell do you explain, my claim to fame\n From doin' fix to bustin' tricks out the fuckin' frame\n Got these bitches on my jock, niggas on my block\n Jealous Ass Suckers got it duckin' for my fuckin' Glock\n And bustin' niggas asses to stay alive\n Skinny-Ass-Player watchin' bigger motherfuckers fry\n They ask me how I'm livin? Haaah I'm a hustler\n Buckin' busters til they die\n Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?\n Niggas got they AK's headin' for the burbs\n Aimin' at them skin head bitches let it rain\n Givin' them a big welcome to the house of pain\n\n House of pain, house of pain, house of pain\n Welcome to the house of pain\n\n The country bud got me chokin'\n I'm on a mission to the point that motherfuckers think I'm smokin'\n Yeah that sick nigga Biggie wit the 8 shot flip\n Wit the extra clip for that extra shit\n Don't you know that killing is thrilling\n All the blood spilling, is all a part of drug dealing\n A born gangster my daddy was a thug\n Had a .38 with the hollow point slug\n So when he licked shots\n Niggas dropped quicker than a bootlegger sells his liquor\n A little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes\n Payin' dues, while kids was on their one's and two's for me\n Now I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster\n Got the Mac .11's swingin' from my shoulder\n It's a damn shame I got to put my momma through the strain\n I'm livin' in a house of pain\n\n House of pain, house of pain, house of pain\n Welcome to the house of pain\n"},{"id":14565111,"name":"House of Pain","trackName":"House of Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Makaveli a.k.a. 2Pac","duration":256.835918,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ugh, born in hell, is back\n\nThe motherfuckin' dust kicker, who can you trust?\nDo have you the heart to see a nigga?\nBefore you bust, my name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes\nBustin' motherfuckers out the blocks and I ain't even go\nNow how the hell do you explain, my claim to fame\nFrom doin' fix to bustin' tricks out the fuckin' frame\nGot these bitches on my jock, niggas on my block\nJealous Ass Suckers got it duckin' for my fuckin' Glock\nAnd bustin' niggas asses to stay alive\nSkinny-Ass-Player watchin' bigger motherfuckers fry\nThey ask me how I'm livin? Haaah I'm a hustler\nBuckin' busters til they die\nNow it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?\nNiggas got they AK's headin' for the burbs\nAimin' at them skin head bitches let it rain\nGivin' them a big welcome to the house of pain\n\nHouse of pain, house of pain, house of pain\nWelcome to the house of pain\n\nThe country bud got me chokin'\nI'm on a mission to the point that motherfuckers think I'm smokin'\nYeah that sick nigga Biggie wit the 8 shot flip\nWit the extra clip for that extra shit\nDon't you know that killing is thrilling\nAll the blood spilling, is all a part of drug dealing\nA born gangster my daddy was a thug\nHad a .38 with the hollow point slug\nSo when he licked shots\nNiggas dropped quicker than a bootlegger sells his liquor\nA little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes\nPayin' dues, while kids was on their one's and two's for me\nNow I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster\nGot the Mac .11's swingin' from my shoulder\nIt's a damn shame I got to put my momma through the strain\nI'm livin' in a house of pain\n\nHouse of pain, house of pain, house of pain\nWelcome to the house of pain","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: House of Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Makaveli a.k.a. 2Pac\n duration_ms: 256836\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Ugh, born in hell, is back\n\n The motherfuckin' dust kicker, who can you trust?\n Do have you the heart to see a nigga?\n Before you bust, my name is spoken on the tongues of so many foes\n Bustin' motherfuckers out the blocks and I ain't even go\n Now how the hell do you explain, my claim to fame\n From doin' fix to bustin' tricks out the fuckin' frame\n Got these bitches on my jock, niggas on my block\n Jealous Ass Suckers got it duckin' for my fuckin' Glock\n And bustin' niggas asses to stay alive\n Skinny-Ass-Player watchin' bigger motherfuckers fry\n They ask me how I'm livin? Haaah I'm a hustler\n Buckin' busters til they die\n Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard?\n Niggas got they AK's headin' for the burbs\n Aimin' at them skin head bitches let it rain\n Givin' them a big welcome to the house of pain\n\n House of pain, house of pain, house of pain\n Welcome to the house of pain\n\n The country bud got me chokin'\n I'm on a mission to the point that motherfuckers think I'm smokin'\n Yeah that sick nigga Biggie wit the 8 shot flip\n Wit the extra clip for that extra shit\n Don't you know that killing is thrilling\n All the blood spilling, is all a part of drug dealing\n A born gangster my daddy was a thug\n Had a .38 with the hollow point slug\n So when he licked shots\n Niggas dropped quicker than a bootlegger sells his liquor\n A little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes\n Payin' dues, while kids was on their one's and two's for me\n Now I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster\n Got the Mac .11's swingin' from my shoulder\n It's a damn shame I got to put my momma through the strain\n I'm livin' in a house of pain\n\n House of pain, house of pain, house of pain\n Welcome to the house of pain\n"},{"id":18057775,"name":"No More Pain - 2Pac","trackName":"No More Pain - 2Pac","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"All Eyez on Me","duration":374.549,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey DeVante\nNigga, don't you know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country?\nMe and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room\nOn the same level\nThis shit here, hahahaha\nPlease, no more pain\nThat's right nigga\nHey drop that shit boy\n\nMy adversaries cry like hoes, fully eradicate my foes\nMy lyrics explode on contact, gamin' you hoes\nWho else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggas, I'm the one\nSay my name, watch bitches come, now fire\nWhen ready, stay watchin' now figure, increase speed\nMake you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\nPlus all these niggas that you run with, be on some dumb shit\nTrick on the hoes, I ain't the one bitch\nHolla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\nHave every single bitch that came with you, on my dick\nPlus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\nI'm movin' you stupid bitches, this is telekenesis\nAm I reachin' your brain? Nigga how can I explain?\nHow vicious this thug motherfucker came\nWhen I die, I wanna be a livin' legend, say my name\nAffiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nLine up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\nBitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\nAlize and cristal weed\nSure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh\nPlus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\nI dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\nAnd disappear before the cops come runnin', my glock's spittin' rounds\nNiggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\nIt's westside, death row, thug niggas on the rise\nBusters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\nCan ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you feel me\nSpit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\nMy only fear of death is reincarnation\nHeart of a soldier with a brain to teach your whole nation\nAnd feelin no more pain\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nBury me that's what they all say, it's time to make a killin'\nSure to make a million with DeVante\nBitch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes\nYou don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\nI got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\nFreaky bitch, come give me kiss\nTell them niggas from other areas, brothers from here\nSo obsessed with this money makin', it ain't nothin we fear\nNow they label me a troublemaker, 'cause I'm a rider\nDeath to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\nMama made me rugged, baptised the public\nNow you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\nIt's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\nWasn't too sure what you facin' so watch the guns bust\nYou niggas'll bleed fuckin' with me, you'll be deceased\nNever restin' in peace nigga, with no more pain\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! Hahahaha)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (it's just like that nigga, like that yeah)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (motherfuckers can't handle that shit)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (much too much for these bitches)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (no more pain, feel me nigga? feel me?)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (how you figure you can fuck with me?)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (fully automatic type shit)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (coward ass niggas, cowards)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (cowards! No more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain (come put your mouth on this pistol nigga)\nLet's go inside my astral plane (come put your mouth on the pistol, no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain (close your eyes nigga, do it)\n\nLet's go inside\n(Die in the dark, no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain\nLet's go inside... (say thuuuuug life babe)\nI came to bring... Hardcore from the brain\nI came to bring the pain... The brain (death Row, so what you motherfuckers do?)\nThe brain... (hey that's DeVante droppin that beat like that bitch) Let's go inside\n(in case you wonderin)\nHardcore from the brain... (and jealous niggas, hahaha, see y'all niggas)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (motherfuckin' niggas are shit)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain\nLet's go inside the astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (westside!)\n(Death to everybody that ain't down with me)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (that's on, feel me? Hahaha)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean)\nLet's go inside... (just feel that)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (thug life, shit don't stop)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the... (motherfuckers got downs syndrome, motherfuckers, weak ass niggas, skanless cunts)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (fuckin C.E.O.'s)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (put your mouth on this pistol nigga, put your moth on the pistol!)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (hahahaha, yeah nigga no more pain. Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse)\nHardcore from the brain (feel me nigga, haha, no more pain, Hey DeVante...)\nHardcore from the brain, let's go inside (I'm givin' these motherfuckers choices, niggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us)\nHardcore from the brain, let's go inside (that's on you nigga, what you wanna do?)\n(Last year we was lettin these niggas kick up dust)\n(This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust)\nHardcore from the brain, let's go inside\n(Thug Life nigga, Westsiiiiiide!)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.27] Hey DeVante\n[00:04.11] Nigga, don't you know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country?\n[00:07.58] Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room\n[00:10.65] On the same level\n[00:13.01] This shit here, hahahaha\n[00:15.93] Please, no more pain\n[00:20.01] That's right nigga\n[00:21.27] Hey drop that shit boy\n[00:22.89] My adversaries cry like hoes, fully eradicate my foes\n[00:26.79] My lyrics explode on contact, gamin' you hoes\n[00:29.09] Who else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggas, I'm the one\n[00:33.32] Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire\n[00:35.93] When ready, stay watchin' now figure, increase speed\n[00:38.68] Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\n[00:41.95] Plus all these niggas that you run with, be on some dumb shit\n[00:45.64] Trick on the hoes, I ain't the one bitch\n[00:47.90] Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\n[00:51.39] Have every single bitch that came with you, on my dick\n[00:54.32] Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\n[00:57.58] I'm movin' you stupid bitches, this is telekenesis\n[01:00.85] Am I reachin' your brain? Nigga how can I explain?\n[01:03.82] How vicious this thug motherfucker came\n[01:06.41] When I die, I wanna be a livin' legend, say my name\n[01:10.02] Affiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\n[01:13.79] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[01:17.17] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[01:19.95] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[01:23.64] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[01:25.91] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[01:29.75] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[01:32.30] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[01:35.98] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[01:37.86] Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\n[01:41.98] Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\n[01:44.64] Alize and cristal weed\n[01:46.78] Sure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh\n[01:50.72] Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\n[01:54.05] I dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\n[01:56.76] And disappear before the cops come runnin', my glock's spittin' rounds\n[02:01.01] Niggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\n[02:03.25] It's westside, death row, thug niggas on the rise\n[02:06.35] Busters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\n[02:09.43] Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you feel me\n[02:12.48] Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\n[02:15.14] My only fear of death is reincarnation\n[02:17.79] Heart of a soldier with a brain to teach your whole nation\n[02:20.82] And feelin no more pain\n[02:22.44] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:26.08] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:28.55] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:32.23] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:34.83] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:38.48] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:41.05] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:44.55] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:47.17] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:50.82] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:53.11] Bury me that's what they all say, it's time to make a killin'\n[02:56.61] Sure to make a million with DeVante\n[02:59.04] Bitch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes\n[03:02.66] You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\n[03:05.32] I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\n[03:09.22] Freaky bitch, come give me kiss\n[03:11.63] Tell them niggas from other areas, brothers from here\n[03:14.51] So obsessed with this money makin', it ain't nothin we fear\n[03:17.97] Now they label me a troublemaker, 'cause I'm a rider\n[03:21.52] Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\n[03:24.63] Mama made me rugged, baptised the public\n[03:27.33] Now you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\n[03:30.08] It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\n[03:34.15] Wasn't too sure what you facin' so watch the guns bust\n[03:37.89] You niggas'll bleed fuckin' with me, you'll be deceased\n[03:40.44] Never restin' in peace nigga, with no more pain\n[03:43.09] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! Hahahaha)\n[03:47.27] Let's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\n[03:49.58] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (it's just like that nigga, like that yeah)\n[03:53.48] Let's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\n[03:55.50] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (motherfuckers can't handle that shit)\n[03:59.53] Let's go inside the astral plane (much too much for these bitches)\n[04:02.07] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (no more pain, feel me nigga? feel me?)\n[04:05.86] Let's go inside the astral plane (how you figure you can fuck with me?)\n[04:08.16] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (fully automatic type shit)\n[04:11.91] Let's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\n[04:14.34] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (coward ass niggas, cowards)\n[04:18.12] Let's go inside the astral plane (cowards! No more pain)\n[04:20.67] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain (come put your mouth on this pistol nigga)\n[04:24.42] Let's go inside my astral plane (come put your mouth on the pistol, no more pain)\n[04:27.05] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain (close your eyes nigga, do it)\n[04:30.68] Let's go inside\n[04:31.33] (Die in the dark, no more pain)\n[04:33.39] I came to bring the pain\n[04:34.95] Let's go inside... (say thuuuuug life babe)\n[04:39.06] I came to bring... Hardcore from the brain\n[04:43.41] I came to bring the pain... The brain (death Row, so what you motherfuckers do?)\n[04:48.29] The brain... (hey that's DeVante droppin that beat like that bitch) Let's go inside\n[04:51.17] (In case you wonderin)\n[04:53.69] Hardcore from the brain... (and jealous niggas, hahaha, see y'all niggas)\n[04:58.21] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (motherfuckin' niggas are shit)\n[05:04.21] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain\n[05:08.12] Let's go inside the astral plane\n[05:10.69] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (westside!)\n[05:12.96] (Death to everybody that ain't down with me)\n[05:14.62] Let's go inside the astral plane (that's on, feel me? Hahaha)\n[05:16.73] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean)\n[05:20.65] Let's go inside... (just feel that)\n[05:22.90] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (thug life, shit don't stop)\n[05:29.11] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the... (motherfuckers got downs syndrome, motherfuckers, weak ass niggas, skanless cunts)\n[05:35.34] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (fuckin C.E.O.'s)\n[05:39.20] Let's go inside the astral plane (put your mouth on this pistol nigga, put your moth on the pistol!)\n[05:41.64] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (hahahaha, yeah nigga no more pain. Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse)\n[05:49.82] Hardcore from the brain (feel me nigga, haha, no more pain, Hey DeVante...)\n[05:56.27] Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside (I'm givin' these motherfuckers choices, niggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us)\n[06:02.61] Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside (that's on you nigga, what you wanna do?)\n[06:04.93] (Last year we was lettin these niggas kick up dust)\n[06:07.32] (This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust)\n[06:08.83] Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside\n[06:10.81] (Thug Life nigga, Westsiiiiiide!)\n[06:12.64] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: No More Pain - 2Pac\n artist: 2Pac\n album: All Eyez on Me\n duration_ms: 374549\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Hey DeVante\n start_ms: 2270\n end_ms: 4110\n- text: Nigga, don't you know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country?\n start_ms: 4110\n end_ms: 7580\n- text: Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room\n start_ms: 7580\n end_ms: 10650\n- text: On the same level\n start_ms: 10650\n end_ms: 13010\n- text: This shit here, hahahaha\n start_ms: 13010\n end_ms: 15930\n- text: Please, no more pain\n start_ms: 15930\n end_ms: 20010\n- text: That's right nigga\n start_ms: 20010\n end_ms: 21270\n- text: Hey drop that shit boy\n start_ms: 21270\n end_ms: 22890\n- text: My adversaries cry like hoes, fully eradicate my foes\n start_ms: 22890\n end_ms: 26790\n- text: My lyrics explode on contact, gamin' you hoes\n start_ms: 26790\n end_ms: 29090\n- text: Who else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggas, I'm the one\n start_ms: 29090\n end_ms: 33320\n- text: Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire\n start_ms: 33320\n end_ms: 35930\n- text: When ready, stay watchin' now figure, increase speed\n start_ms: 35930\n end_ms: 38680\n- text: Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\n start_ms: 38680\n end_ms: 41950\n- text: Plus all these niggas that you run with, be on some dumb shit\n start_ms: 41950\n end_ms: 45640\n- text: Trick on the hoes, I ain't the one bitch\n start_ms: 45640\n end_ms: 47900\n- text: Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\n start_ms: 47900\n end_ms: 51390\n- text: Have every single bitch that came with you, on my dick\n start_ms: 51390\n end_ms: 54320\n- text: Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\n start_ms: 54320\n end_ms: 57580\n- text: I'm movin' you stupid bitches, this is telekenesis\n start_ms: 57580\n end_ms: 60850\n- text: Am I reachin' your brain? 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Nigga how can I explain?\n How vicious this thug motherfucker came\n When I die, I wanna be a livin' legend, say my name\n Affiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\n\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n\n Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\n Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\n Alize and cristal weed\n Sure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh\n Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\n I dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\n And disappear before the cops come runnin', my glock's spittin' rounds\n Niggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\n It's westside, death row, thug niggas on the rise\n Busters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\n Can ya hear me? 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like hoes fully eradicate my foes\n My lyrics explode on contact, gamin' you hoes\n Who else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggas I'm the one\n Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire\n When ready, stay watchin' our figure, increase speed\n Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\n Plus all these niggas that you run with\n Be on some dumb shit\n Trickin' on hoes, I ain't the one bitch\n Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\n Have every single bitch that came wit' you, on my dick\n Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\n I'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekinesis\n Am I reachin' your brain? Nigga how can I explain?\n How vicious this Thug motherfucker came\n When I die, I want to be a living legend, say my name\n Affiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\n Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\n Alize and Cristal, weed\n Sure you heard of all the the freaky shit they say about me, huh\n Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\n I dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\n And disappear before the cops come runnin'\n My Glock's spittin' rounds\n Niggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\n It's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggas on the rise\n Busters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\n Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you fear me\n Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\n My only fear of death is reincarnation\n Heart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nation\n And feelin' no more pain\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n Bury me that's what they all say\n It's time to make a killin' sure to make a million with DeVante\n Bitch I know you want me, what your mouth say?\n Now, watch your eyes\n You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\n I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\n Freaky bitch, come give me kiss\n Tell them niggas from other areas, brothers from here\n So obsessed with this money makin' it ain't nothin' we fear\n Now they label me a troublemaker, 'cause I'm a rida\n Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\n Mama made me rugged, Baptize the public\n Now you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\n It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\n Wasn't too sure what you facin' so watch the guns bust\n You niggas'll bleed, fuckin with me you'll be deceased\n Never restin' in peace nigga, with no more pain\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n Say Thug life baby\n (Hardcore from the brain)\n Death Row\n So what you motherfuckers do?\n Hey, that's DeVante droppin that beat like that biatch\n In case you wonderin'\n Hey, jealous niggas\n See y'all niggas\n Motherfuckin' niggas are shit\n Hey\n Westside\n Death to everybody that ain't down with me\n That's on, feel me?\n Oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean\n Just feel that\n Thug Life\n Shit don't stop\n Well you're full beside you've had Downs Syndrome, motherfuckers\n Weak ass niggas, skanless cunts, fuckin C.E.O.s\n Put your mouth on this pistol, nigga\n Put your mouth on the pistol\n Yeah, nigga, no more pain\n Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse\n Feel me, nigga\n No more pain\n Hey DeVante I'm givin these motherfuckers choices\n Niggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us\n That's on you, nigga, what you wanna do?\n Last year we was lettin these niggas kick up dust\n This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust\n Thug Life, nigga, Westside\n"},{"id":20665506,"name":"No More Pain","trackName":"No More Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"2Pac: The Vault / Vol. III: Cl","duration":374.682417,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey DeVante\nNigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country\nMe and you, up in the same motherfuckin room\nOn the same level\nThis shit here, hahahaha\nPlease, no more pain\nThat's right nigga\nHey drop that shit boy\n\nMy adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes\nMy lyrics explode on contact, gamin you hoes\nWho else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggaz I'm the one\nSay my name, watch bitches come, now fire\nWhen ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speed\nMake you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\nPlus all these niggaz that you run with, be on some dumb shit\nTrick on the hoes, I ain't the one bitch\nHolla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\nHave every single bitch that came witchu, on my dick\nPlus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\nI'm movin you stupid bitches, this is telekenesis\nAm I reachin your brain? Nigga how can I explain?\nHow vicious this Thug motherfucker came\nWhen I die, I wanna be a livin legend, say my name\nAffiliated with this motherfuckin game, with no more pain\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nLine up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\nBitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\nAlize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all the\nSure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh\nPlus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\nI dare you niggaz to open fire, I'll murder that ass\nAnd disappear before the cops come runnin, my glock's spittin rounds\nNiggaz fallin down clutchin they stomach\nIt's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggaz on the rise\nBusters shot me five times, real niggaz don't die\nCan ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you feel me\nSpit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\nMy only fear of death is reincarnation\nHeart of a soldier with a brain to teach your whole nation\nAnd feelin no more pain\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nBury me that's what they all say, it's time to make a killin\nSure to make a million with DeVante\nBitch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes\nYou don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\nI got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\nFreaky bitch, come give me kiss\nTell them niggaz from other areas, brothers from here\nSo obsessed with this money makin it ain't nothin we fear\nNow they label me a troublemaker, cause I'm a ridah\nDeath to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\nMama made me rugged, baptised the public\nNow you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\nIt's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\nWasn't too sure what you facin so watch the guns bust\nYou niggaz'll bleed, fuckin with me you'll be deceased\nNever restin in peace nigga, with no more pain\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! Hahahaha)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (No more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (It's just like that nigga, like that yeah)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (No more pain)\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Motherfuckers can't handle that shit)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (Much too much for these bitches)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (No more pain, feel me nigga? Feel me?)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (How you figure you can fuck with me?)\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Fully automatic type shit)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (No more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Coward ass niggaz, cowards)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (Cowards! 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Weak ass niggaz, skanless cunts)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Fuckin C.E.O.'s)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (Put your mouth on this pistol nigga, put your moth on the pistol!)\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Hahahaha, yeah nigga no more pain. Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse)\nHardcore from the brain (Feel me nigga, haha. No more pain. Hey DeVante...)\nHardcore from the brain, let's go inside (I'm givin these motherfuckers choices, niggaz can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us)\nHardcore from the brain, let's go inside (That's on you nigga, what you wanna do?)\n\n(Last year we was lettin these niggaz kick up dust)\n(This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust)\nHardcore from the brain, let's go inside\n(Thug Life nigga, Westsiiiiiide!)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.29] Hey DeVante\n[00:04.15] Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country\n[00:07.50] Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin room\n[00:10.62] On the same level\n[00:13.09] This shit here, hahahaha\n[00:15.91] Please, no more pain\n[00:20.02] That's right nigga\n[00:21.20] Hey drop that shit boy\n[00:22.83] My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes\n[00:26.25] My lyrics explode on contact, gamin you hoes\n[00:29.00] Who else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggaz I'm the one\n[00:33.32] Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire\n[00:35.72] When ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speed\n[00:38.65] Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\n[00:41.72] Plus all these niggaz that you run with, be on some dumb shit\n[00:45.36] Trick on the hoes, I ain't the one bitch\n[00:47.90] Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\n[00:51.09] Have every single bitch that came witchu, on my dick\n[00:54.35] Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\n[00:57.58] I'm movin you stupid bitches, this is telekenesis\n[01:00.89] Am I reachin your brain? 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Laced with this game, I know you feel me\n[02:12.46] Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\n[02:15.13] My only fear of death is reincarnation\n[02:16.26] Heart of a soldier with a brain to teach your whole nation\n[02:20.83] And feelin no more pain\n[02:22.15] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:25.75] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:28.29] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:31.97] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:34.56] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:38.17] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:40.76] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:44.33] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:47.12] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:50.86] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:52.94] Bury me that's what they all say, it's time to make a killin\n[02:56.38] Sure to make a million with DeVante\n[02:58.75] Bitch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes\n[03:02.39] You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\n[03:05.12] I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\n[03:08.98] Freaky bitch, come give me kiss\n[03:11.43] Tell them niggaz from other areas, brothers from here\n[03:14.28] So obsessed with this money makin it ain't nothin we fear\n[03:17.65] Now they label me a troublemaker, cause I'm a ridah\n[03:20.53] Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\n[03:24.37] Mama made me rugged, baptised the public\n[03:27.07] Now you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\n[03:29.75] It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\n[03:33.86] Wasn't too sure what you facin so watch the guns bust\n[03:37.56] You niggaz'll bleed, fuckin with me you'll be deceased\n[03:40.45] Never restin in peace nigga, with no more pain\n[03:43.07] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! Hahahaha)\n[03:46.72] Let's go inside the astral plane (No more pain)\n[03:49.29] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (It's just like that nigga, like that yeah)\n[03:53.23] Let's go inside the astral plane (No more pain)\n[03:55.55] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Motherfuckers can't handle that shit)\n[03:59.25] Let's go inside the astral plane (Much too much for these bitches)\n[04:01.78] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (No more pain, feel me nigga? Feel me?)\n[04:05.63] Let's go inside the astral plane (How you figure you can fuck with me?)\n[04:08.13] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Fully automatic type shit)\n[04:11.94] Let's go inside the astral plane (No more pain)\n[04:14.31] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Coward ass niggaz, cowards)\n[04:18.18] Let's go inside the astral plane (Cowards! 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Weak ass niggaz, skanless cunts)\n[05:35.36] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Fuckin C.E.O.'s)\n[05:39.03] Let's go inside the astral plane (Put your mouth on this pistol nigga, put your moth on the pistol!)\n[05:41.64] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Hahahaha, yeah nigga no more pain. Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse)\n[05:49.64] Hardcore from the brain (Feel me nigga, haha. No more pain. Hey DeVante...)\n[05:55.97] Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside (I'm givin these motherfuckers choices, niggaz can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us)\n[06:02.36] Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside (That's on you nigga, what you wanna do?)\n[06:04.99] (Last year we was lettin these niggaz kick up dust)\n[06:07.39] (This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust)\n[06:08.84] Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside\n[06:10.87] (Thug Life nigga, Westsiiiiiide!)\n[06:12.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: No More Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: '2Pac: The Vault / Vol. III: Cl'\n duration_ms: 374682\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Hey DeVante\n start_ms: 2290\n end_ms: 4150\n- text: Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country\n start_ms: 4150\n end_ms: 7500\n- text: Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin room\n start_ms: 7500\n end_ms: 10620\n- text: On the same level\n start_ms: 10620\n end_ms: 13090\n- text: This shit here, hahahaha\n start_ms: 13090\n end_ms: 15910\n- text: Please, no more pain\n start_ms: 15910\n end_ms: 20020\n- text: That's right nigga\n start_ms: 20020\n end_ms: 21200\n- text: Hey drop that shit boy\n start_ms: 21200\n end_ms: 22830\n- text: My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes\n start_ms: 22830\n end_ms: 26250\n- text: My lyrics explode on contact, gamin you hoes\n start_ms: 26250\n end_ms: 29000\n- text: Who else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggaz I'm the one\n start_ms: 29000\n end_ms: 33320\n- text: Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire\n start_ms: 33320\n end_ms: 35720\n- text: When ready, stay watchin now figure, increase speed\n start_ms: 35720\n end_ms: 38650\n- text: Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\n start_ms: 38650\n end_ms: 41720\n- text: Plus all these niggaz that you run with, be on some dumb shit\n start_ms: 41720\n end_ms: 45360\n- text: Trick on the hoes, I ain't the one bitch\n start_ms: 45360\n end_ms: 47900\n- text: Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\n start_ms: 47900\n end_ms: 51090\n- text: Have every single bitch that came witchu, on my dick\n start_ms: 51090\n end_ms: 54350\n- text: Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\n start_ms: 54350\n end_ms: 57580\n- text: I'm movin you stupid bitches, this is telekenesis\n start_ms: 57580\n end_ms: 60890\n- text: Am I reachin your brain? 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Nigga how can I explain?\n How vicious this Thug motherfucker came\n When I die, I wanna be a livin legend, say my name\n Affiliated with this motherfuckin game, with no more pain\n\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n\n Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\n Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\n Alize and Cristal, weed sure you heard of all the\n Sure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh\n Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\n I dare you niggaz to open fire, I'll murder that ass\n And disappear before the cops come runnin, my glock's spittin rounds\n Niggaz fallin down clutchin they stomach\n It's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggaz on the rise\n Busters shot me five times, real niggaz don't die\n Can ya hear me? 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Now, watch your eyes\n You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\n I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\n Freaky bitch, come give me kiss\n Tell them niggaz from other areas, brothers from here\n So obsessed with this money makin it ain't nothin we fear\n Now they label me a troublemaker, cause I'm a ridah\n Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\n Mama made me rugged, baptised the public\n Now you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\n It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\n Wasn't too sure what you facin so watch the guns bust\n You niggaz'll bleed, fuckin with me you'll be deceased\n Never restin in peace nigga, with no more pain\n\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (Hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! 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Nigga how can I explain?\nHow vicious this Thug motherfucker came\nWhen I die, I want to be a living legend, say my name\nAffiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nLine up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\nBitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\nAlize and Cristal, weed\nSure you heard of all the the freaky shit they say about me, huh\nPlus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\nI dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\nAnd disappear before the cops come runnin'\nMy Glock's spittin' rounds\nNiggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\nIt's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggas on the rise\nBusters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\nCan ya hear me? 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text: Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse\n start_ms: 344960\n end_ms: 349080\n- text: Feel me, nigga\n start_ms: 349080\n end_ms: 352360\n- text: No more pain\n start_ms: 352360\n end_ms: 354000\n- text: Hey DeVante I'm givin these motherfuckers choices\n start_ms: 354000\n end_ms: 357120\n- text: Niggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us\n start_ms: 357120\n end_ms: 360590\n- text: That's on you, nigga, what you wanna do?\n start_ms: 360590\n end_ms: 364080\n- text: Last year we was lettin these niggas kick up dust\n start_ms: 364080\n end_ms: 366610\n- text: This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust\n start_ms: 366610\n end_ms: 370000\n- text: Thug Life, nigga, Westside\n start_ms: 370000\nplain: |-\n Hey DeVante\n Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country\n Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room\n On the same level\n This shit here\n Please, no more pain\n That's right, nigga\n Hey, drop that shit, boy\n My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes\n My lyrics explode on contact, gamin' you hoes\n Who else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggas I'm the one\n Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire\n When ready, stay watchin' our figure, increase speed\n Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\n Plus all these niggas that you run with\n Be on some dumb shit\n Trickin' on hoes, I ain't the one bitch\n Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\n Have every single bitch that came wit' you, on my dick\n Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\n I'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekinesis\n Am I reachin' your brain? Nigga how can I explain?\n How vicious this Thug motherfucker came\n When I die, I want to be a living legend, say my name\n Affiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\n Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\n Alize and Cristal, weed\n Sure you heard of all the the freaky shit they say about me, huh\n Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\n I dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\n And disappear before the cops come runnin'\n My Glock's spittin' rounds\n Niggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\n It's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggas on the rise\n Busters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\n Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you fear me\n Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\n My only fear of death is reincarnation\n Heart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nation\n And feelin' no more pain\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n Bury me that's what they all say\n It's time to make a killin' sure to make a million with DeVante\n Bitch I know you want me, what your mouth say?\n Now, watch your eyes\n You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\n I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\n Freaky bitch, come give me kiss\n Tell them niggas from other areas, brothers from here\n So obsessed with this money makin' it ain't nothin' we fear\n Now they label me a troublemaker, 'cause I'm a rida\n Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\n Mama made me rugged, Baptize the public\n Now you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\n It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\n Wasn't too sure what you facin' so watch the guns bust\n You niggas'll bleed, fuckin with me you'll be deceased\n Never restin' in peace nigga, with no more pain\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n Say Thug life baby\n (Hardcore from the brain)\n Death Row\n So what you motherfuckers do?\n Hey, that's DeVante droppin that beat like that biatch\n In case you wonderin'\n Hey, jealous niggas\n See y'all niggas\n Motherfuckin' niggas are shit\n Hey\n Westside\n Death to everybody that ain't down with me\n That's on, feel me?\n Oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean\n Just feel that\n Thug Life\n Shit don't stop\n Well you're full beside you've had Downs Syndrome, motherfuckers\n Weak ass niggas, skanless cunts, fuckin C.E.O.s\n Put your mouth on this pistol, nigga\n Put your mouth on the pistol\n Yeah, nigga, no more pain\n Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse\n Feel me, nigga\n No more pain\n Hey DeVante I'm givin these motherfuckers choices\n Niggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us\n That's on you, nigga, what you wanna do?\n Last year we was lettin these niggas kick up dust\n This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust\n Thug Life, nigga, Westside\n"},{"id":40036151,"name":"So Much Pain (Clean)","trackName":"So Much Pain (Clean)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"So Much Pain","duration":304.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rest in peace to Stretch, Pac\nSo much pain\nUh, yeah, huh, yeah\nAll my... so much pain\nUh... huh, yeah (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\nYeah, so... much (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\n\nThey'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my fo'-five\nCocked on these - time to die\nEven as a lil' -, you could picture me hot gun in the rain\nI shed the tear 'cause this - here inherits the pain\nAnd now I'm labeled as a thug -, you know the game\nSmokin' weed, -, slangin' thangs, that's the life I live\nEven if I tried to go back, I'd get lost (come back)\nAnd everything I seem to love I done lost\n- the world if they can't understand me\n\nWhat else could I do? I had to feed my - family\nYo' lies is my truth, so I'm a drug to your youth\nAnd you don't want 'em nowhere near me, now that they can hear me\nI spits razors, never been a stranger to homicide\nMy city's full of tote-slangers and chalk lines\nWhy do we die at an early age?\n- so young, but still a victim of the 12-gauge\nFeel the rage this world has bestowed upon me\nAnd I don't give a - 'cause they don't give a - 'bout me\nSo I keep drinkin' Hennessy, bustin' at my enemies\nWill I live to see 23? There's so much pain\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain)\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain\n\nYears and years of strugglin' all my life\nRunnin' wild as a kid, grew up blazin' 'em right\nI'm in a little cell I call my soul lately\nIt's been a givin' me hell and my heart is screamin', \"Don't enter\"\nI've been cursed, for what it's worth, I feel dead\nSpittin' to you, I know I'm in way over my head\nBut Lord hear me, I believe in your 'Seven Day Theory'\nThree souls done sent this whole world teary (can you hear me?)\n\nToo hot for you to stand near me, it's so much pain\nAnd - wanna kill me, I'm tired of the stress and the strain\nBut my grimiest grimeys got love for me\nThey're blazin', sendin' shotguns up above for me\nMy face in, Hennessy with no chaser\nCoke rises on every way in, keep us hustlin', nigga\nMe and my man got a plan to get this paper, -\nSo if you owe, -, look for the gauge to blow, -\n\nI figured I'd be considered a killer\nDoin' crime excited my mind and leadin' the blind\nI can't express my compassion, my satisfaction\nFor gettin' - up and blastin' - we all been there\nTaught from young to shoot, show no fear and lie\nAnd wipe the tears from your mother's eyes - so much pain\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain)\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain\n\nThey'll never take me alive\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain\nThey'll never take me alive\nOoh, tired of the strain and the pain\nThey'll never take me alive\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain\nThey'll never take me alive\nOoh, no (cocked on these suckers, time to die)\n\nThey got me mobbin' like I'm loc'd and ready to get my slug on\nI load my clip and slip my motherf- gloves on\nI ain't scared to blast on these suckers if they test me\nTrust I got my Glock cocked, playa if they press me\nBust on motherf- with a passion\nBetter duck 'cause I ain't lookin' when I'm b-blastin'\nI'm a nut and drinkin' Hennessy and gettin' high on the lookout for my enemies\nDon't wanna die, tell me why?\n\n'Cause the stress gettin' major\nA buck-50 'cross the face with my razor\nWhat can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone\nI keep my brain on the game and stay headstrong\nThese sorry - wanna kill me in my sleep, I'm real they cannot see\nAnd every day is just a struggle, steady thuggin' on the streets\nAnd I be ballin', loc, don't let 'em make you worry\nKeep swingin' at these suckers 'til you buried\n\nI was born to raise hell, a - from the gutter, word to mother\nI'm tough, I'm kickin' dust up, ready to bust\nI'm on the scene steady muggin' mean until they kill me\nI'll be livin' this life, I know you feel me\nThere's so much pain\n\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain)\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain)\nOh, oh, oh, oh, oh\nI'm tired of the strain and the pain","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Rest in peace to Stretch, Pac\n[00:04.94] So much pain\n[00:07.70] \n[00:10.73] Uh, yeah, huh, yeah\n[00:16.44] All my... so much pain\n[00:19.28] \n[00:21.51] Uh... huh, yeah (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\n[00:23.51] \n[00:26.11] Yeah, so... much (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\n[00:30.21] They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my fo'-five\n[00:33.73] Cocked on these - time to die\n[00:35.74] Even as a lil' -, you could picture me hot gun in the rain\n[00:39.09] I shed the tear 'cause this - here inherits the pain\n[00:41.98] And now I'm labeled as a thug -, you know the game\n[00:44.88] Smokin' weed, -, slangin' thangs, that's the life I live\n[00:47.96] Even if I tried to go back, I'd get lost (come back)\n[00:50.60] And everything I seem to love I done lost\n[00:53.23] - the world if they can't understand me\n[00:55.64] What else could I do? I had to feed my - family\n[00:58.47] Yo' lies is my truth, so I'm a drug to your youth\n[01:01.29] And you don't want 'em nowhere near me, now that they can hear me\n[01:04.59] I spits razors, never been a stranger to homicide\n[01:07.91] My city's full of tote-slangers and chalk lines\n[01:10.79] Why do we die at an early age?\n[01:12.96] - so young, but still a victim of the 12-gauge\n[01:15.75] Feel the rage this world has bestowed upon me\n[01:18.70] And I don't give a - 'cause they don't give a - 'bout me\n[01:21.60] So I keep drinkin' Hennessy, bustin' at my enemies\n[01:24.64] Will I live to see 23? 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so much pain\n start_ms: 158360\n end_ms: 161250\n- text: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n start_ms: 161250\n end_ms: 166010\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 166010\n end_ms: 169350\n- text: I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain)\n start_ms: 169350\n end_ms: 172240\n- text: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n start_ms: 172240\n end_ms: 174240\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 174240\n end_ms: 180750\n- text: I'm tired of the strain and the pain\n start_ms: 180750\n end_ms: 183180\n- text: They'll never take me alive\n start_ms: 183180\n end_ms: 185040\n- text: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n start_ms: 185040\n end_ms: 186510\n- text: I'm tired of the strain and the pain\n start_ms: 186510\n end_ms: 188970\n- text: They'll never take me alive\n start_ms: 188970\n end_ms: 190620\n- text: Ooh, tired of the strain and the pain\n start_ms: 190620\n end_ms: 194430\n- text: They'll never take me alive\n start_ms: 194430\n end_ms: 197540\n- text: I'm tired of the strain and the pain\n start_ms: 197540\n end_ms: 200160\n- text: They'll never take me alive\n start_ms: 200160\n end_ms: 201880\n- text: Ooh, no (cocked on these suckers, time to die)\n start_ms: 201880\n end_ms: 205300\n- text: They got me mobbin' like I'm loc'd and ready to get my slug on\n start_ms: 205300\n end_ms: 208690\n- text: I load my clip and slip my motherf- gloves on\n start_ms: 208690\n end_ms: 211530\n- text: I ain't scared to blast on these suckers if they test me\n start_ms: 211530\n end_ms: 213930\n- text: Trust I got my Glock cocked, playa if they press me\n start_ms: 213930\n end_ms: 217080\n- text: Bust on motherf- with a passion\n start_ms: 217080\n end_ms: 219780\n- text: Better duck 'cause I ain't lookin' when I'm b-blastin'\n start_ms: 219780\n end_ms: 222700\n- text: I'm a nut and drinkin' Hennessy and gettin' high on the lookout for my enemies\n start_ms: 222700\n end_ms: 227200\n- text: Don't wanna die, tell me why?\n start_ms: 227200\n end_ms: 229160\n- text: '''Cause the stress gettin'' major'\n start_ms: 229160\n end_ms: 230830\n- text: A buck-50 'cross the face with my razor\n start_ms: 230830\n end_ms: 233770\n- text: What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone\n start_ms: 233770\n end_ms: 236620\n- text: I keep my brain on the game and stay headstrong\n start_ms: 236620\n end_ms: 239560\n- text: These sorry - 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time to die\n Even as a lil' -, you could picture me hot gun in the rain\n I shed the tear 'cause this - here inherits the pain\n And now I'm labeled as a thug -, you know the game\n Smokin' weed, -, slangin' thangs, that's the life I live\n Even if I tried to go back, I'd get lost (come back)\n And everything I seem to love I done lost\n - the world if they can't understand me\n\n What else could I do? I had to feed my - family\n Yo' lies is my truth, so I'm a drug to your youth\n And you don't want 'em nowhere near me, now that they can hear me\n I spits razors, never been a stranger to homicide\n My city's full of tote-slangers and chalk lines\n Why do we die at an early age?\n - so young, but still a victim of the 12-gauge\n Feel the rage this world has bestowed upon me\n And I don't give a - 'cause they don't give a - 'bout me\n So I keep drinkin' Hennessy, bustin' at my enemies\n Will I live to see 23? There's so much pain\n\n Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain)\n Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain\n\n Years and years of strugglin' all my life\n Runnin' wild as a kid, grew up blazin' 'em right\n I'm in a little cell I call my soul lately\n It's been a givin' me hell and my heart is screamin', \"Don't enter\"\n I've been cursed, for what it's worth, I feel dead\n Spittin' to you, I know I'm in way over my head\n But Lord hear me, I believe in your 'Seven Day Theory'\n Three souls done sent this whole world teary (can you hear me?)\n\n Too hot for you to stand near me, it's so much pain\n And - wanna kill me, I'm tired of the stress and the strain\n But my grimiest grimeys got love for me\n They're blazin', sendin' shotguns up above for me\n My face in, Hennessy with no chaser\n Coke rises on every way in, keep us hustlin', nigga\n Me and my man got a plan to get this paper, -\n So if you owe, -, look for the gauge to blow, -\n\n I figured I'd be considered a killer\n Doin' crime excited my mind and leadin' the blind\n I can't express my compassion, my satisfaction\n For gettin' - up and blastin' - we all been there\n Taught from young to shoot, show no fear and lie\n And wipe the tears from your mother's eyes - so much pain\n\n Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain)\n Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain\n\n They'll never take me alive\n Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain\n They'll never take me alive\n Ooh, tired of the strain and the pain\n They'll never take me alive\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain\n They'll never take me alive\n Ooh, no (cocked on these suckers, time to die)\n\n They got me mobbin' like I'm loc'd and ready to get my slug on\n I load my clip and slip my motherf- gloves on\n I ain't scared to blast on these suckers if they test me\n Trust I got my Glock cocked, playa if they press me\n Bust on motherf- with a passion\n Better duck 'cause I ain't lookin' when I'm b-blastin'\n I'm a nut and drinkin' Hennessy and gettin' high on the lookout for my enemies\n Don't wanna die, tell me why?\n\n 'Cause the stress gettin' major\n A buck-50 'cross the face with my razor\n What can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone\n I keep my brain on the game and stay headstrong\n These sorry - wanna kill me in my sleep, I'm real they cannot see\n And every day is just a struggle, steady thuggin' on the streets\n And I be ballin', loc, don't let 'em make you worry\n Keep swingin' at these suckers 'til you buried\n\n I was born to raise hell, a - from the gutter, word to mother\n I'm tough, I'm kickin' dust up, ready to bust\n I'm on the scene steady muggin' mean until they kill me\n I'll be livin' this life, I know you feel me\n There's so much pain\n\n Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain)\n Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain\n Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain (so much pain)\n Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh\n I'm tired of the strain and the pain\n"},{"id":36504814,"name":"No More Pain","trackName":"No More Pain","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"2Pac - All Eyez On Me Full Album","duration":375.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hey DeVante\nNigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country\nMe and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room\nOn the same level\nThis shit here\nPlease, no more pain\nThat's right, nigga\nHey, drop that shit, boy\nMy adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes\nMy lyrics explode on contact, gamin' you hoes\nWho else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggas I'm the one\nSay my name, watch bitches come, now fire\nWhen ready, stay watchin' our figure, increase speed\nMake you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\nPlus all these niggas that you run with\nBe on some dumb shit\nTrickin' on hoes, I ain't the one bitch\nHolla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\nHave every single bitch that came wit' you, on my dick\nPlus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\nI'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekinesis\nAm I reachin' your brain? Nigga how can I explain?\nHow vicious this Thug motherfucker came\nWhen I die, I want to be a living legend, say my name\nAffiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nLine up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\nBitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\nAlize and Cristal, weed\nSure you heard of all the the freaky shit they say about me, huh\nPlus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\nI dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\nAnd disappear before the cops come runnin'\nMy Glock's spittin' rounds\nNiggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\nIt's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggas on the rise\nBusters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\nCan ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you fear me\nSpit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\nMy only fear of death is reincarnation\nHeart of a solider with a brain to teach your whole nation\nAnd feelin' no more pain\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nBury me that's what they all say\nIt's time to make a killin' sure to make a million with DeVante\nBitch I know you want me, what your mouth say?\nNow, watch your eyes\nYou don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\nI got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\nFreaky bitch, come give me kiss\nTell them niggas from other areas, brothers from here\nSo obsessed with this money makin' it ain't nothin' we fear\nNow they label me a troublemaker, 'cause I'm a rida\nDeath to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\nMama made me rugged, Baptize the public\nNow you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\nIt's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\nWasn't too sure what you facin' so watch the guns bust\nYou niggas'll bleed, fuckin with me you'll be deceased\nNever restin' in peace nigga, with no more pain\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\nSay Thug life baby\n(Hardcore from the brain)\nDeath Row\nSo what you motherfuckers do?\nHey, that's DeVante droppin that beat like that biatch\nIn case you wonderin'\nHey, jealous niggas\nSee y'all niggas\nMotherfuckin' niggas are shit\nHey\nWestside\nDeath to everybody that ain't down with me\nThat's on, feel me?\nOh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean\nJust feel that\nThug Life\nShit don't stop\nWell you're full beside you've had Downs Syndrome, motherfuckers\nWeak ass niggas, skanless cunts, fuckin C.E.O.s\nPut your mouth on this pistol, nigga\nPut your mouth on the pistol\nYeah, nigga, no more pain\nPrison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse\nFeel me, nigga\nNo more pain\nHey DeVante I'm givin these motherfuckers choices\nNiggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us\nThat's on you, nigga, what you wanna do?\nLast year we was lettin these niggas kick up dust\nThis year you motherfuckers gonna be dust\nThug Life, nigga, Westside","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.80] Hey DeVante\n[00:04.00] Nigga, don'tcha know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country\n[00:06.60] Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room\n[00:10.21] On the same level\n[00:12.50] This shit here\n[00:15.00] Please, no more pain\n[00:19.20] That's right, nigga\n[00:20.67] Hey, drop that shit, boy\n[00:22.51] My adversaries cry like hoes fully eradicate my foes\n[00:25.92] My lyrics explode on contact, gamin' you hoes\n[00:28.86] Who else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggas I'm the one\n[00:32.80] Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire\n[00:35.48] When ready, stay watchin' our figure, increase speed\n[00:38.71] Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\n[00:41.27] Plus all these niggas that you run with\n[00:43.59] Be on some dumb shit\n[00:44.98] Trickin' on hoes, I ain't the one bitch\n[00:47.32] Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\n[00:50.80] Have every single bitch that came wit' you, on my dick\n[00:54.01] Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\n[00:57.15] I'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekinesis\n[01:00.19] Am I reachin' your brain? 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Nigga how can I explain?\n How vicious this Thug motherfucker came\n When I die, I want to be a living legend, say my name\n Affiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane (no more pain)\n Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\n Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\n Alize and Cristal, weed\n Sure you heard of all the the freaky shit they say about me, huh\n Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\n I dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\n And disappear before the cops come runnin'\n My Glock's spittin' rounds\n Niggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\n It's Westside, Death Row, Thug niggas on the rise\n Busters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\n Can ya hear me? 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Nigga how can I explain?\nHow vicious this thug motherfucker came\nWhen I die, I wanna be a livin' legend, say my name\nAffiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nLine up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\nBitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\nAlize and cristal weed\nSure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh\nPlus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\nI dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\nAnd disappear before the cops come runnin', my glock's spittin' rounds\nNiggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\nIt's westside, death row, thug niggas on the rise\nBusters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\nCan ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you feel me\nSpit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\nMy only fear of death is reincarnation\nHeart of a soldier with a brain to teach your whole nation\nAnd feelin no more pain\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\n\nBury me that's what they all say, it's time to make a killin'\nSure to make a million with DeVante\nBitch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes\nYou don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\nI got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\nFreaky bitch, come give me kiss\nTell them niggas from other areas, brothers from here\nSo obsessed with this money makin', it ain't nothin we fear\nNow they label me a troublemaker, 'cause I'm a rider\nDeath to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\nMama made me rugged, baptised the public\nNow you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\nIt's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\nWasn't too sure what you facin' so watch the guns bust\nYou niggas'll bleed fuckin' with me, you'll be deceased\nNever restin' in peace nigga, with no more pain\n\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! Hahahaha)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (it's just like that nigga, like that yeah)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (motherfuckers can't handle that shit)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (much too much for these bitches)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (no more pain, feel me nigga? feel me?)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (how you figure you can fuck with me?)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (fully automatic type shit)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\nI came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (coward ass niggas, cowards)\nLet's go inside the astral plane (cowards! 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Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse)\nHardcore from the brain (feel me nigga, haha, no more pain, Hey DeVante...)\nHardcore from the brain, let's go inside (I'm givin' these motherfuckers choices, niggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us)\nHardcore from the brain, let's go inside (that's on you nigga, what you wanna do?)\n(Last year we was lettin these niggas kick up dust)\n(This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust)\nHardcore from the brain, let's go inside\n(Thug Life nigga, Westsiiiiiide!)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.27] Hey DeVante\n[00:04.11] Nigga, don't you know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country?\n[00:07.58] Me and you, up in the same motherfuckin' room\n[00:10.65] On the same level\n[00:13.01] This shit here, hahahaha\n[00:15.93] Please, no more pain\n[00:20.01] That's right nigga\n[00:21.27] Hey drop that shit boy\n[00:22.89] My adversaries cry like hoes, fully eradicate my foes\n[00:26.79] My lyrics explode on contact, gamin' you hoes\n[00:29.09] Who else but Mama's only son, fuck the phony niggas, I'm the one\n[00:33.32] Say my name, watch bitches come, now fire\n[00:35.93] When ready, stay watchin' now figure, increase speed\n[00:38.68] Make you motherfuckers bleed from your mouth quicker\n[00:41.95] Plus all these niggas that you run with, be on some dumb shit\n[00:45.64] Trick on the hoes, I ain't the one bitch\n[00:47.90] Holla my name and witness game official, it's so sick\n[00:51.39] Have every single bitch that came with you, on my dick\n[00:54.32] Plus this alcohol increases the chance to be deceased\n[00:57.58] I'm movin' you stupid bitches, this is telekenesis\n[01:00.85] Am I reachin' your brain? 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Laced with this game, I know you feel me\n[02:12.48] Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\n[02:15.14] My only fear of death is reincarnation\n[02:17.79] Heart of a soldier with a brain to teach your whole nation\n[02:20.82] And feelin no more pain\n[02:22.44] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:26.08] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:28.55] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:32.23] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:34.83] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:38.48] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:41.05] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:44.55] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:47.17] I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n[02:50.82] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[02:53.11] Bury me that's what they all say, it's time to make a killin'\n[02:56.61] Sure to make a million with DeVante\n[02:59.04] Bitch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes\n[03:02.66] You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\n[03:05.32] I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\n[03:09.22] Freaky bitch, come give me kiss\n[03:11.63] Tell them niggas from other areas, brothers from here\n[03:14.51] So obsessed with this money makin', it ain't nothin we fear\n[03:17.97] Now they label me a troublemaker, 'cause I'm a rider\n[03:21.52] Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\n[03:24.63] Mama made me rugged, baptised the public\n[03:27.33] Now you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\n[03:30.08] It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\n[03:34.15] Wasn't too sure what you facin' so watch the guns bust\n[03:37.89] You niggas'll bleed fuckin' with me, you'll be deceased\n[03:40.44] Never restin' in peace nigga, with no more pain\n[03:43.09] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! Hahahaha)\n[03:47.27] Let's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\n[03:49.58] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (it's just like that nigga, like that yeah)\n[03:53.48] Let's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\n[03:55.50] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (motherfuckers can't handle that shit)\n[03:59.53] Let's go inside the astral plane (much too much for these bitches)\n[04:02.07] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (no more pain, feel me nigga? feel me?)\n[04:05.86] Let's go inside the astral plane (how you figure you can fuck with me?)\n[04:08.16] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (fully automatic type shit)\n[04:11.91] Let's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\n[04:14.34] I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (coward ass niggas, cowards)\n[04:18.12] Let's go inside the astral plane (cowards! 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Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse)\n[05:49.82] Hardcore from the brain (feel me nigga, haha, no more pain, Hey DeVante...)\n[05:56.27] Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside (I'm givin' these motherfuckers choices, niggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us)\n[06:02.61] Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside (that's on you nigga, what you wanna do?)\n[06:04.93] (Last year we was lettin these niggas kick up dust)\n[06:07.32] (This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust)\n[06:08.83] Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside\n[06:10.81] (Thug Life nigga, Westsiiiiiide!)\n[06:12.64] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 7 - 2Pac - No More Pain\n artist: 2Pac\n album: All Eyez On Me\n duration_ms: 375000\n instrumental: false\n language: en\nlines:\n- text: Hey DeVante\n start_ms: 2290\n end_ms: 5060\n words:\n - text: 'Hey '\n start_ms: 2290\n - text: DeVante\n start_ms: 3293\n- text: Nigga, don't you know we're gonna sow up every bitch in the country?\n start_ms: 5060\n end_ms: 6500\n words:\n - 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Nigga how can I explain?\n How vicious this thug motherfucker came\n When I die, I wanna be a livin' legend, say my name\n Affiliated with this motherfuckin' game, with no more pain\n\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n\n Line up my adversaries, blast on sight, and fuck your boyfriend\n Bitch, I want some ass tonight, you know my steelo\n Alize and cristal weed\n Sure you've heard of all the freaky shit they say about me, huh\n Plus all you busters is jealous, pull your gun out and blast\n I dare you niggas to open fire, I'll murder that ass\n And disappear before the cops come runnin', my glock's spittin' rounds\n Niggas fallin' down clutchin' they stomach\n It's westside, death row, thug niggas on the rise\n Busters shot me five times, real niggas don't die\n Can ya hear me? Laced with this game, I know you feel me\n Spit the secret to war, so cowards fear me\n My only fear of death is reincarnation\n Heart of a soldier with a brain to teach your whole nation\n And feelin no more pain\n\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain\n Let's go inside my astral plane\n\n Bury me that's what they all say, it's time to make a killin'\n Sure to make a million with DeVante\n Bitch I know you want me, what your mouth say? Now, watch your eyes\n You don't wanna get with me, that's a lie\n I got my hands on your hips, no time to bullshit\n Freaky bitch, come give me kiss\n Tell them niggas from other areas, brothers from here\n So obsessed with this money makin', it ain't nothin we fear\n Now they label me a troublemaker, 'cause I'm a rider\n Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya\n Mama made me rugged, baptised the public\n Now you all thugs, nigga don't you love it\n It's similar to multiple gunshots, retaliation is a must\n Wasn't too sure what you facin' so watch the guns bust\n You niggas'll bleed fuckin' with me, you'll be deceased\n Never restin' in peace nigga, with no more pain\n\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (hahahahaha, yeah nigga, yeah! Hahahaha)\n Let's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (it's just like that nigga, like that yeah)\n Let's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (motherfuckers can't handle that shit)\n Let's go inside the astral plane (much too much for these bitches)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (no more pain, feel me nigga? feel me?)\n Let's go inside the astral plane (how you figure you can fuck with me?)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (fully automatic type shit)\n Let's go inside the astral plane (no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (coward ass niggas, cowards)\n Let's go inside the astral plane (cowards! No more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain (come put your mouth on this pistol nigga)\n Let's go inside my astral plane (come put your mouth on the pistol, no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore to the brain (close your eyes nigga, do it)\n\n Let's go inside\n (Die in the dark, no more pain)\n I came to bring the pain\n Let's go inside... (say thuuuuug life babe)\n I came to bring... Hardcore from the brain\n I came to bring the pain... The brain (death Row, so what you motherfuckers do?)\n The brain... (hey that's DeVante droppin that beat like that bitch) Let's go inside\n (in case you wonderin)\n Hardcore from the brain... (and jealous niggas, hahaha, see y'all niggas)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (motherfuckin' niggas are shit)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain\n Let's go inside the astral plane\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (westside!)\n (Death to everybody that ain't down with me)\n Let's go inside the astral plane (that's on, feel me? Hahaha)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (oh yeah, to the cowards, you know what I mean)\n Let's go inside... (just feel that)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (thug life, shit don't stop)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the... (motherfuckers got downs syndrome, motherfuckers, weak ass niggas, skanless cunts)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (fuckin C.E.O.'s)\n Let's go inside the astral plane (put your mouth on this pistol nigga, put your moth on the pistol!)\n I came to bring the pain, hardcore from the brain (hahahaha, yeah nigga no more pain. Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made me worse)\n Hardcore from the brain (feel me nigga, haha, no more pain, Hey DeVante...)\n Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside (I'm givin' these motherfuckers choices, niggas can roll with us, or they can be rolled under us)\n Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside (that's on you nigga, what you wanna do?)\n (Last year we was lettin these niggas kick up dust)\n (This year you motherfuckers gonna be dust)\n Hardcore from the brain, let's go inside\n (Thug Life nigga, Westsiiiiiide!)\n"},{"id":5693025,"name":"So Much Pain (feat. 2Pac)","trackName":"So Much Pain (feat. 2Pac)","artistName":"Ja Rule","albumName":"Pain Is Love","duration":303.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my four-five\nCocked on these suckas, time to die\nEven as a youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus\nI was a fool all through high school kickin' up dust\nBut now I'm labelled as a trouble maker who can you blame?\nSmokin' weed helped me take away the pain\nSo I'm hopeless rollin' down the freeway swervin, don't worry\nI'm about to crash up on the curb cause my visions blurry\nMaybe if they tried to understand me, what should I do?\nI had to feed my fuckin' family, what else could I do\nBut be a thug\nOut slangin' with the homies\nFuck hangin' with them phonies in the club\nGot my mind on danger\nNever been a stranger to homicide\nMy cities full of gang bangers and drive bys\nWhy do we die at an early age\nHe was so young\nBut still a victim of the 12 gauge\nMy memories of a corpse\nMind full of sick thoughts\nAnd I ain't goin back to court\nSo fuck what you thought I'm drinkin' hennessey\nRunnin from my enemies will I live to be 23\nThere's So Much Pain\nI'ma solider 'till I die\n{I'ma die a thug}\nKeep standin' by my side\nI'll admit i'm gettin' high\nLifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?\nMomma's standin on the streets\nGotta get back on my feet\nStressed so much can't sleep\n{So Much Pain, So Much Pain}\nLifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?\nI've seen a couple niggas shot in the brain\nSeen a couple niggas shot in the frame\nAnd i'm tryin to maintain, tell the truth though\nThe shit ain't the same, i'ma die a thug\nAnd fuck it it's the blood in my veins\nWhy complain 'cause we all gon' die, but I can wait\nI'm the letter after F and right before H\nI'ma G, nigga see nigga the pain in my eyes\nPlaya playa play the game ya die\nI do a buck eighty five in the rain in the ride\nEatin hot from the flame of the nine\nNo stranger to danger am I\nMatter of fact i'll be bangin for mine\nGot a closet full of guns and i'm hangin wit' mine\n+So Much Pain+\nYeah I spend years doin' sicker shit\nIf I cried the tears would prolly be blood and liquor mixed\nAnd you ain't seen no nigga on no thicker shit\nLifes a bitch betcha that\nAll my niggas that twisted it\nI'ma solider 'till I die\n{I'ma die a thug}\nKeep standin' by my side\nI'll admit i'm gettin' high\nLifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?\nMomma's standin on the streets\nGotta get back on my feet\nStressed so much I can't sleep\n{So Much Pain, So Much Pain}\nLifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?\nThey got me mobbin like I'm\nLoc'ed and ready to get my slug on\nI load my clip and slip my motherfuckin' gloves on\nI ain't scared to blast on these suckas if they test me\nTrust, I got my glock cocked playa if they press me\nBust on motherfuckers with a - paaassion\nBetter duck cause I ain't lookin when I'm - blaaastin\nI'm a nuttin drinkin Hennessey and gettin' high\nOn the lookout for my enemies, don't wanna die\nTell me why cause this stress is gettin' major\nA buck-fifty across the face with my razor\nWhat can I do but be a thug until I'm dead and gone\nKeep my brain on the game and stay head strong\nThese sorry bastards\nWant to kill me in my sleep but will they can I see\nAnd everyday it just a struggle\nSteady thuggin' in the streets\nAnd i'll be ballin' loc\nDon't let 'em make you worry\nKeep swingin' at these suckas till you buried\nI was born to raise hell, a nigga from the gutta\nWith a mother on drugs\nI'm kickin dust up\nReady to bust\nI'm on the scene steady muggin' mean\nUntil they kill me\nI'll be livin this life\nI know you feel me\nThere's So Much Pain\nI'ma solider 'till I die\n{I'ma die a thug}\nKeep standin' by my side\nI'll admit i'm gettin' high\nLifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?\nMomma's standin on the streets\nGotta get back on my feet\nStressed so much I can't sleep\n{So Much Pain, So Much Pain}\nLifes so full of pain, have you ever seen a thug cry?\nSo Much Pain\nThere's so Much Pain","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.05]Rest in peace to Stretch, Pac\n[00:04.93]So much pain\n[00:10.72]Uh, yeah, huh, yeah\n[00:16.44]All my... so much pain\n[00:21.50]Uh... huh, yeah (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\n[00:26.11]Yeah, so... much (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)\n[00:30.21]They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my fo'-five\n[00:33.72]Cocked on these - time to die\n[00:35.73]Even as a lil' -, you could picture me hot gun in the rain\n[00:39.09]I shed the tear 'cause this - here inherits the pain\n[00:41.98]And now I'm labeled as a thug -, you know the game\n[00:44.87]Smokin' weed, -, slangin' thangs, that's the life I live\n[00:47.96]Even if I tried to go back, I'd get lost (come back)\n[00:50.60]And everything I seem to love I done lost\n[00:53.23]- the world if they can't understand me\n[00:55.64]What else could I do? I had to feed my - family\n[00:58.47]Yo' lies is my truth, so I'm a drug to your youth\n[01:01.29]And you don't want 'em nowhere near me, now that they can hear me\n[01:04.58]I spits razors, never been a stranger to homicide\n[01:07.91]My city's full of tote-slangers and chalk lines\n[01:10.79]Why do we die at an early age?\n[01:12.96]- so young, but still a victim of the 12-gauge\n[01:15.74]Feel the rage this world has bestowed upon me\n[01:18.69]And I don't give a - 'cause they don't give a - 'bout me\n[01:21.59]So I keep drinkin' Hennessy, bustin' at my enemies\n[01:24.63]Will I live to see 23? 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