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letra de pain pt.1 - mel robayo

i do music for the loveless(pray for me)
and for the people who’s romantic(pray for me)
i’m not the best at it(pray for me)
but i describe sh-t(pray for me)

first of all
i welcome all of ya
welcome to his world of pain
see if ya can find the fire and the power of gain
downward to the flower
up again
against thangs
powder up the nose
thoughts of a man deranged
feelin loveless
hearts of his ex’s
on the wall he hangs
“there’s no such thang
will she love me again”
as his devil starts to sing
his blood starts rushin
his heart feels a sharp sting
the tip of his ear starts burning
back aching
fellin like a bug sting
hands weak
drinking cheap liquor smoke clouds
spoke loud
his mouth reeks
lookin for love in the wrong place for weeks
“he who seeks will never find peace”
as god speaks
his eyes start to water
tryin to speak back
but can’t,so his lips quiver
talkin to himself
like…

man
“i can’t believe this
i’m a grown man but still livin in this kid sh-t,why can’t i change it
no wonder ain’t no body wanna stay with me
i can’t see”

god
“baby boy understand you have family,that includes everybody and me,don’t you see
you gotta believe in you self
acceptance is the key
don’t feel discourage
quit the drinking
to much of it is gluttony
i know times is hard

man
no you don’t understand

god
my child you feel scard
don’t you go givin up now
don’t you realize the people your gonna hurt
you best sit down
and look around
it’s part of life
it’s a test
gotta make better actions right

man
i know father
but why give feeling like this
honestly imma talk to you like one of my n-ggas
i hate sh-t
f-ck being nice
f-ck doin things that i’m suppose to do right
i rather sit here and cure everybody

god
it’s ok your fine

man
why show the real me
if people look at me
like a i’m a psycho
people paint a picture of me
that i don’t even know
that’s unfair
honestly i don’t really f-ckin care
now i feel like to brake down
tears on my face that imma wipe down
i can’t let n0body see me like this
god please understand me
please listen to it

god
boy i hear you loud and clear
wipe them tears
all i see from you
is that you developed some fear
my child
the picture you project
is a sweet wild child
and you wonder why your peers talk on the low
i’m trying to save you but keep getting lost
my poor soul
for now no be strong
drag pride along
and keep singing your song
me your father has been there all along

man
lord those are wise words
but my poor heart can’t let go
and it still hurts
i can talk to you about many things
i not tryin to sound emotional
but this song let me sing
i can bring it back to me and my brothers living happy with my mother
sh-t got real when they took my father
he gave us everything
we didn’t miss a dam thing
making big money
me i was thinkin he was trainer
comes to find out he was a drug dealer
injecting steroids
beating us up and sh-t got worser

for now this the story imma tell
till this day the man wonders
wondering if he’s in heaven or h-ll

- mel robayo

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