Pain Won't Stop

Oh, the pain won't stop (the pain don't stop)

Almost like it's got a hold on me (on me)

Shackles and cuffs, I can be no more than a slave

And still the pain won't stop

Like my demons got control of me

Won't take me alive

I guess someone's gonna see the crime

And it won't be me, and it can't be me

And it won't be me, I won't let it be me

And it won't be me, and it can't be me

And it won't be me, I won't let it be me

I'm staring at the pain in the mirror, or is it a facsimile?

Question hurts more than the fact that it resembles me

Thought em all in the past, I mean essentially

So when we side by side I just act like it's all a memory

And then I got a whole market of fans

With no clue what I speak of, but some of ya'll understand

If you knew about my woes you wouldn't target the man

And if you did it'd be about more than a marketing plan

I got a heart that's ice cold, I've been trying to melt, it's talent

Honest to ya'll, all while lying to myself

Seem like I do the most damage, all when trying to help

And no one asked for it, I decided myself

You think the road a nigga traveled

Has been long enough for ya'll to see the winner in him?

Don't know if I'm fighting my demons or going to dinner with em

I sit across from that table just looking brave and tough

But it's only right they get the check, figured that I paid enough

Fans say they waitin on a break up, don't want me at the altar

But how would their lives alter, I figure how could they fault ya?

Followed me in this business, you witnessed me go through torture

With my ex's so what if? Wish I wouldn't want anymore

Begs the question what do niggas really want in me?

Couldn't be as simple as misery loving company

Can't be as cliché as being a gift and a curse

But how could you ever claim to love someone then wish em the worst?

It appears my happiness has some people resenting me

Should I appreciate love that come with contingencies?

Ya'll get mad whenever someone else mentions me

Ironic, got a ex that's showing similar tendencies

Spite stems from hate, I try to never be near it

Do you only want the best for Joe when we could share it?

That can become obsessive like you wouldn't believe

Don't take my word, just look at what happened to Steve

It got Raqi looking rocky, had em by me and I watched em both deteriorate

Was ugly if you trust me then you wouldn't want to share their fate

And so it seems the people I'd jump in the casket for

Their mind's playing tricks, I wish they knew they mattered more

Would they ask for more or would that will subside?

Poured my heart out all these years, I'm shocked I'm still alive

Tell him like I toast Stack, it gets no realer

You love something too much, guarantee it'll kill ya, for real

I crashed a million times, still I'm without a dent

They come to me to air it out but I'm without a vent

I have nightmares about the shit I thought I said

Cried enough that Posturepedic is a waterbed

Look at you like a nobody, it ain't much I could ask of you

And I'd give you a hand but what the fuck would you attach it to?

Finish one chore, God will give throw you some more shit

It's not enough I'm fighting mine still I battle your shit