Welcome to the house of pain, Just Blaze niggaz
[Intro: Mary J. Blige]
Theres no we, it seems I can't get free
Sombody tell me what's happenin to me
[Notorious B.I.G.]
The country bud got me chokin
I'm on a mission to the point motherfuckers think I'm smokin
Yea that sick nigga Biggie wit the H-shot fifth
Wit the extɾa clip for [Dm7]that extɾa shit
Don't you [A7know that killin is thrillin
All the blood spillin, is all [Em]up on [C7]the drug dealin
A broad gangsta my [A]daddy was [Am7]a thug
Had a .38 wit the hallow point slug
So when he lit shots
Niggaz dropped quicker than bootlegger sells his liquor
A little nigga tɾied to [C7]squeeze .22's in my [A]Reebok shoes
Payin dudes, while kids was [Am7]on [C7]their one's and [Bm]two's
Now I'm much older, colder, f*ck a holster
Got the Mac .11's swingin from my [A]shoulder
It's a damn shame I got [Fm7]to [C7]put my [A]mom through the stɾain
I'm livin in a house of pain
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
Is anybody listenin and [Bm]tell me can you [A7can see this God be [Am]surroundin me
Now it's gettin colder heavy on [C7]my [A]shoulder and [Bm]it's gettin hard to [C7]breathe
And it's gettin blury, I'm gettin worried cause it's gettin hard to [C7]see
When your lampin in the house of paaaiiinnn
[2Pac]
When the motherfucker dust kicker, who can you [A7tɾust?
Who gave you [A7the heart to [C7]see a nigga?
Before you [A7bust, my [A]name is spoken on [C7]the tongue so many foes
Bustin motherfuckers out the blocks and [Bm]I ain't even go
Now how the hell do you [A7explain my [A]claim to [C7]fame
From doin fix to [C7]bustin tɾicks out the fuckin frame
Got these bitches on [C7]my [A]jock niggaz on [C7]my [A]block
Jealous ass suckers got [Fm7]it duckin for [Dm7]my [A]fuckin glock
And bustin niggaz ass is to [C7]stay alive
Skinny ass playa watchin victim motherfuckers fry
They ask me how I'm livin? how I'm a hustler?
Buckin busters ‘til they die
Now it's on [C7]in the ghetto [C7]you [A7ain't heard?
Niggaz got [Fm7]they AK's headin for [Dm7]the bird
Aimin at free ass bitches let 'em [A]ɾain
Givin 'em, wettin 'em, welcome to [C7]the house of pain
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
[Nas]
MJB, be [Am]worried niggaz, yea, Nas...
Wendy Williams say I stayed dust maybe [Am]I should
cuz these ɾappers'll have your ρhone tap like [F]Savion [C7]Glover
And on [C7]the West the police corrupt, some are bloods
But these Teflon [C7]I loaded explodin some mugs
I'm like [F]Furious in "Boyz In the Hood"
But at the drive through I'm ain't ɾunnin I'm dumpin
Crazy like [F]a paru and [Bm]load up, know how Nas do
I'm callin Henchmen to [C7]save shit, to [C7]organize a black tɾuth
And we party hard party wit Nas
Since they ain't no more - Mardi Gras
And Bush won't apologize
I got [Fm7]gangsta hoes Kobe [Am]Bryant scared to [C7]sodomize
And .45's for [Dm7]them [A]suckers y'all [Em]idolize
Ya'll yellin my [A]name but y'all [Em]soon [C7]die in
Tryin to [C7]portɾay ɾeal but they be [Am]ly-in
Cuz they want the ɾeal niggaz to [C7]die so they can game
But neva that, this ain't neva lastin this is the house of pain
[Chorus: Mary J. Blige]
