The Jacka, Joe Blow - Pain Music lyrics

I wrote sixteen bars behind sixteen bars
And I came home to only sixteen large
Just niggas from the streets but
They treat us like
Something like Osama this choppa
Is our bodyguard but was nothing like Obama
No presidents in Islam
Our presence will soon be known
Our enemies will be gone
Never go where I'm from they
Welcome you with a drum
They try to resist now
But soon they'll overcome
Send 'em straight to hell a
Thousand shells had 'em overwhelmed
All my niggas cold as hell
Empty out reload again
You couldn't fix this shit with a couple
Now every killer in the city getting
Paid to gun you down
Remember hundred in the chop nigga
Every time I come around
Beefing with The Jack nigga soon
You'll be in the ground
Even though they know my style
This dope and this hundred round
Like twins they both loud
Mean mug frown that hunnid round
Only thing that smile
So many witnesses die we rarely seen trial
We should never try kill you
Well nigga unless you seen
But, I'm all about brilliance
Made thousands off greenhouses
Stacks and Young Naj made thousands
Off a green couch and we won't never go to
Sleep but we leaned out
Had us doing bad till a
Real nigga reached out
He showed us to the bread but couldn't
Show us wheres it's peace fount