Feel My Pain (Edited)

Feel My Pain (Edited) - Drag-On

As I sit an position myself

Am I cocky 'coz I only play my sh*t

Listen to myself

Or am I strivin' for perfection

Answer that

Ah it I'm cocky and I about to perfect rap

And I roam these streets

That's why my songs is deeper

Than death itself

I went from no food in the fridge

To a platter on my shelf and I watch it

And y'all ain't gotta give me that

But keep ya hand out my pockets

Haters 'coz you makin' me nervous

It ain't worth it

We don't want no accident

When I flip on purpose

'Coz we done seen so many tragedies done

September 11th 2001 remember

Like how could I forget I lost my man

Pop in that

Help me get a grip

I think I'm losin' it do

Because between life an death

I be confusin' the two

And sometimes I don't give a

If I live or die

But I think if I don't give a

About myself who else will

I'm stressin'

Guess I was raised the wrong way

That's why I walk around with the long eighth

And done shed so many tears I have none left

Sometimes I sat and prayed for death

I feel like it's 1145 a quarter to 12

15 minutes to my days is over

That's why it's hard to stay soba

So I drink in the rain and smoke in the sun

And create my own clouds not to think of the pain

Sometimes I think I'm goin' insane

I get mad and shout God's name in vain

Forgive me for my sins he got me laughin' again

He got me back rappin' again now help me choose my friends

My gats the closest one to me

But if my gun could take the stand and tell

I'll be doin' life in jail

Like judge he made me do it

It ain't the gun it's the behind it that shoot it

That's ruthless

You see alot of don't want drag to shine

Instead they wanna see drag locked up like my

Shyne

So you know what they try to do

Leave a behind

You know what it is they envy me

Motherf**kin' held me back for 3 years

And mother left me for dead

Hopin' that the world would forget but you know what

They didn't forget they bought me back

And now I'm in the greatest shape of my life

So now I'm on some like

Y'all

All I give a about is my

And my only

I'm on some like

Y'all can suck these off

'Coz I don't need y'all to succeed y'all

I know you like my word play early

Like Nelly got country grammar like 'er day

I can go cold and still sell out shows

And make enough dough to get your feet

Choppin' not about your toes

For comin' at me half steppin'

Talkin' like gangsta

And ain't have no weapon

Nig

Ah I got the best flow I be the best

In the Bronx

'Coz I don't walk through the swamps

Strivin' through the alleys of death

Recognize my destiny in life

Even if it takes my last breath nig

I walk in places where

It could've been my last step

But God got me out of it

I love him and I'm proud of it

Now can you feel my pain

See what I see walk in my shoes

And still my keep sane