A Young Thugs Pain! by Kamal Imani ©2011
(Warning Explicit Lyrics)
I was born deserted raped it hurted threatened with castration gang joining penal system sentence facing
Police knee in my back street tasting victim initiation
Where is my father?
Mother working overtime latch key kid by governments design
I got the girl pregnant her moms made her abort it
So many parts of a ghettos childs life goes unreported
My friends pops snorted coke so we did it too
My uncle smoked weed now nothings taboo
Family secrets, whose screwing who?
“I’m sorry, I wouldn’t have told you baby, but I thought you knew”
Going from group homes to school metal detectors
I didn’t do nothing yet, but now I’m meeting with detectives
Got a bullet in my leg, last night my set nigs got wet up
I’m gonna die in the hood cause this shit won’t let up
They could bring the feds cause we got street sweepers
Uzis and A-K’s, we’ll spray all day
I got mad bitches, I’m a boss nigger, my name rings bells
From projects to jail cells
Fuck this nigger in the suit he keep telling me to dream
He don’t know what I been through nah mean?
I get big paper, I be wilin
My hoods known for being the most violent
I got mad bodies
Here come this teacher again, saying the same ol shit, like he know where I been
I tell him “nigga you ain’t my father” get the fuck out my face, I’ll kill you and piss on your grave cause you ain’t built like that”. You ain’t from the hood nigga.
Nigga you don’t know pain, My moms tried to give me Jesus but I’m down wit little wayne, and what you know about Wacka Flacka Flame? Old school dude this aint a game.
You know what that fag told me? He told me he care about a nigga
Like he wanna suck my dick. I told him to suck my dick you fucking bitch.
I’m a die in the hood fuck that college shit I’m hood rich.
Damn, where my father at?
This preacher cat act like he’s bearing the cross, he keep embarrassing a nigga when I’m trying to floss
I heard he don’t get paid that much. He like the town crier
He told me I got mad talents
I told him he a damn liar
Petey the crack head said he going through a trial a fire trying to get through to yall little niggers but it’s too late, I’m a tell him to fall back since yall aint trying to hear all a that
And I said ah nah wait…
Cause deep down inside I guess I realize that up under all this swagga and shit
What a nigga really need is LOVE!