Pro-Pain: Lesson Learned
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Pro-Pain: Lesson Learned
tell me can you feel the heat, from the man on the beat while
you're pushing on the street, feeling like you're ten feet tall
well you're looking kinda small with your back to the wall
is it that you just don't care, that the burden that you bear
don't compare to the share of the money that you make in a
day there's a will, there's a way, there's a price that you pay
for a lessong learned, lesson earned, the streets were stolen
the tables were turned, lesson learned, lesson earned, the
streets were stollen, the tables were turned.
workin' two jobs cause money's tight. i get up at six o'clock
and take it straight through the night. when i walk to work
it's great cause it's so close to home. but the nights are kinda
scary and i travel alone.
no one is around but whores and junkies tryin to sell you
anything they can. people on the block are scared to come
out, they'd rather leave the fighting to the man. if the pusher
claimed to be king of the mountain, he'd steal your kids and
use them for the night. it looks like you're in for one hell of a
fight.
tell me can you feel the heat, from the man on the beat while
your're pushing on the street. feelin' like youre ten feet tall,
well you're looking kinda small with your back to the wall. is
is that you just don't care, that the burden that you bear
don't compare to the share of the money that you make in a
day there's a will, there's a way, there's a price that you pay
for a lessong learned, lesson earned, the streets were stolen
the tables were turned.
lesson learned, lesson earned, the streets were stolen, the
tables were turned. used to love the city, now the city is shit,
and it's hard to keep it clean when we're shittin' on it. the
corruption is disruption and disruptions unjust, and injustice
calls for action, any actions a plus, sacrifice a couple of
minutes a day and try to solve the problem with a plan. it's
gonna take more than a couple of fists, better ask you
neighbor for a hand. first bell rings, keep on punchin', drive
em' outta town with all your might. looks like he's in for one
hell of a fight.
lesson learned, lesson earned, the streets were stolen, the
tables were turned. lesson learned, lesson earned, the streets
were stolen, the tables were turned.
you're pushing on the street, feeling like you're ten feet tall
well you're looking kinda small with your back to the wall
is it that you just don't care, that the burden that you bear
don't compare to the share of the money that you make in a
day there's a will, there's a way, there's a price that you pay
for a lessong learned, lesson earned, the streets were stolen
the tables were turned, lesson learned, lesson earned, the
streets were stollen, the tables were turned.
workin' two jobs cause money's tight. i get up at six o'clock
and take it straight through the night. when i walk to work
it's great cause it's so close to home. but the nights are kinda
scary and i travel alone.
no one is around but whores and junkies tryin to sell you
anything they can. people on the block are scared to come
out, they'd rather leave the fighting to the man. if the pusher
claimed to be king of the mountain, he'd steal your kids and
use them for the night. it looks like you're in for one hell of a
fight.
tell me can you feel the heat, from the man on the beat while
your're pushing on the street. feelin' like youre ten feet tall,
well you're looking kinda small with your back to the wall. is
is that you just don't care, that the burden that you bear
don't compare to the share of the money that you make in a
day there's a will, there's a way, there's a price that you pay
for a lessong learned, lesson earned, the streets were stolen
the tables were turned.
lesson learned, lesson earned, the streets were stolen, the
tables were turned. used to love the city, now the city is shit,
and it's hard to keep it clean when we're shittin' on it. the
corruption is disruption and disruptions unjust, and injustice
calls for action, any actions a plus, sacrifice a couple of
minutes a day and try to solve the problem with a plan. it's
gonna take more than a couple of fists, better ask you
neighbor for a hand. first bell rings, keep on punchin', drive
em' outta town with all your might. looks like he's in for one
hell of a fight.
lesson learned, lesson earned, the streets were stolen, the
tables were turned. lesson learned, lesson earned, the streets
were stolen, the tables were turned.
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