Paul Wall, Chamillionaire, Yung Ro - House of Pain lyrics

Exit the realest road, on the highway
It's my block homie, now you headed my way
Ignore all the nice cars in the driveway
Walk inside, and let your troubles fly away
Hmmm hmmm hmm, I feel your pain
I feel your pain, it's the house of pain
Welcome to the house of pain, aaaaaah

Walking that hallway where mom say
She get treated the wrong way
And all they do is argue about it all day
And all day, never handle it in a calm way
She throws stuff at him
While he tries to hop out of harm's way
And y'all say
That it ain't no place like home
Which is true
Cause home is really like no place I've known
They can't see the light is dark
Even with the light bulbs on
But even when the good times die
Life goes on yeah look in the bathroom
Look at this girl throwing up
Naw she's not sick
But she's sick of life cause
She knows it sucks cause her father's
Not around to see her growing up
Her birthday's tomorrow
We know that bastard ain't showing up
Look at him po'ing up, liquor in the kitchen
Daddy got problems
He treat liquor like the prescription
He's broke and he blame mama
Cause she can't fix him
Now the neighbors whisp'ring
Bout how the family became victims
But don't piss him off
Cause you know that he's violent
You know he won't quit
Throwing his fist till she's silent
911, can somebody please, dial it
Lord please
Could you help me put a end to this riot

Hmm hmm hmm hmmmm hmm, I feel your pain
I feel your pain-I feel your pain
Welcome to the house of pain

Open the door to my home
And you'll see nobody man
And a sign that says, Welcome to Nobody Land
Now if you take a look around
You will see it's so easy
To notice the pain
And my mother's heart bleeding
Trying to make ends meet
Ain't no father to help
But besides the bills she
Needs some love herself
Now she's screaming her son's name
Lil' Ro come home thirty minutes passed
She realized Yung Ro gone
He can't deal with the stress
Embedded in his brain
So he takes it physically
But tell me who's to blame
Was it the dope or mama fussing
Know his daddy was gone
A bad day, or was it just life alone
He's so stressed on the edge
And his palms are flinching
Now the police trying to warn him
Bout consequences but only God can judge me
So nigga fuck your jail cause when I'm dead
My niggas can't bond me out of hell

Dear Lord, the house of pain is yours
Sometimes I cried, I complained
Cause it hurt so much, I was confused
But then I realized
When I needed you the most
Is when I'm crying, I'm hurt
Or when I'm struggling, thank you

When I'm struggling, baby
And I really don't know, what else to do
I just need a little faith, I need praying
Can't call on no one's help, but you
I know the Lord, gon feel my pain
And I trust that, you gon help me through
Cause, I know, you feel my pain
Feel my paa-aaaain

Come inside his brother's in jail
He copes putting drugs in himself
And his mother is well
She's not being a mother cause hell
There's no dinner on the table
He does it himself
With the drugs that he sells
His old man does he need help
Naw uh look in the living room
There's no surviving
TV images of Hitler, Saddam and Bin Laden
They feeding me them images
But, I'm really not buying
What them guys in the office saying
Quit with the lying never ask for the drama
Just mash for a dolla trying to get a dolla
To buy pampers for his daughter
But then he gotta hear his mama
And baby mama holla
Just cause he ain't got a lot of money
He got nada never asked for the drama
Just asked for a cama
After the line of zeros
And after the time of
Of patience started buzzing
He blasted your honor he caught a case
But he was chasing after a dolla