Cant Stop the Pain
Cappadonna Lyrics


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(Intro: Cappadonna)
It's always a struggle, yeah
Don't care how you look at
P.J.'s, you know how it get, dirty, dirty
Straight up and down, whole Staten Island (uh-huh)
Slums, still the same, dude... word

(Cappadonna)
From Park Hill to Jungle Nil', we fight like Navy SEAL
Don't get killed, chicks can't run in them heals
Niggas whippin' out guns, payin' them bills
Life is a bitch, you best not snitch
Muthafucka, this the real, always
The dope fiends, the crack stashed in the hallways
Style hold it down, tell Polite call Kane
Don't never test this, we try'nna make all aids
Just niggas down when we blaze, crime pays
Survival in the P.J.'s, or graffiti experts, M.C.'s and the D.J.'s
Better watch your back when flippin' them pies
Real niggas be goin' down right in front of your eyes
If you on the block gettin' it, or a straight nine to five
Still real, Homicide Hill, police circlin'
NARCs got pictures of your grill, street turbulance

(Chorus: Cappadonna)
Cuz everytime I close my eyes, I could feel the rain
And everywhere I seem to go girl, can't stop the pain
No... can't stop the pain, no..

(Cappadonna)
Uh... this one's for mamma
Niggas be gettin' slumped in my projects, it's real violent
Crackheads be on the steps, young bloods'll pop somethin'
Just to get that rep, everyday it's like this
Don't even come outside, if you ain't try'nna get no rich
Niggas murk each other for a small amount of chips
Bloods fightin' other Bloods, there's no Crips where I live
Somethin' gotta give, niggas bust one another
Turn around and watch other kids, my hood's straight 7:30'in
It get buckwild and the blocks is still dirty
Cameras in the hall, bulletholes left in the wall
Laundromats locked up, floods in the building
The front drain is stopped up, I've been in the hood
Ever since my pain popped up, but just in case
One of ya'll niggas forgot, look at your head nigga
What's that little red dot? Got ya!

(Chorus 2X)

(Outro: Cappadonna)
Give me the bread, heavy on the cheese
Uh... straight like that
Population Click! What's the deal
FMF, PGL, Osama Island
All my niggas in Crimestock, Sing-Sing, what's the deal?
Far Rock' posse, Queens, Brooklyn, P-Lon




That's my word... dance with this!
Get your guns together... takin' pictures..

Overall Meaning

In his song "Can't Stop the Pain," Cappadonna paints a vivid picture of life in his hometown of Staten Island. He emphasizes how life in the projects are tough and violent, with drug wars and gang fights happening all around. The lyrics also highlight the need for people to be careful and watch their backs in such an environment. The song sheds light on the harsh realities of life in low-income areas, where survival is a constant struggle, and the people must learn to be tough, resilient, and ready to fight. Cappadonna's lyrics are a reflection of his experiences growing up in the projects, where the pain of poverty and violence is ever-present.


The chorus of "Can't Stop the Pain" is hauntingly beautiful, with a melancholic melody that drives home the message in Cappadonna's lyrics. He touches on subjects like drug addiction, violence, and poverty, and how these elements are intertwined in the lives of people living in the projects. The rhymes are masterfully crafted, and the delivery is raw and emotional, underscoring the personal connection that Cappadonna has with the content of his work.


Line by Line Meaning

It's always a struggle, yeah
Life is always tough and difficult, no matter what.


Don't care how you look at
It doesn't matter how you view the situation.


P.J.'s, you know how it get, dirty, dirty
Living in the projects is rough, with crime and poverty all around.


Straight up and down, whole Staten Island (uh-huh)
It's just the way things are on Staten Island - no need to explain it.


Slums, still the same, dude... word
The bad neighborhoods are still as bad as they used to be, it's a fact.


From Park Hill to Jungle Nil', we fight like Navy SEAL
We, the people from these neighborhoods, fight hard and don't give up easily.


Don't get killed, chicks can't run in them heals
Avoid getting killed, the violence is so bad even women can't run in high heels.


Niggas whippin' out guns, payin' them bills
People use guns to make money and survive in the projects.


Life is a bitch, you best not snitch
Life is difficult, but you can't betray your friends or you'll be in big trouble.


Muthafucka, this the real, always
This is the real life, there's no pretending.


The dope fiends, the crack stashed in the hallways
Drug addicts roam the halls and cocaine is hidden all around.


Style hold it down, tell Polite call Kane
Keep the situation under control and call Kane for backup if needed.


Don't never test this, we try'nna make all aids
Don't challenge us, we're trying to make money and survive.


Just niggas down when we blaze, crime pays
We take down our enemies when we shoot and commit crimes for money.


Survival in the P.J.'s, or graffiti experts, M.C.'s and the D.J.'s
In the projects, we either survive through crime or by expressing ourselves through music and art.


Better watch your back when flippin' them pies
Be careful when dealing drugs, it's a dangerous business.


Real niggas be goin' down right in front of your eyes
People get killed all the time in our neighborhood.


If you on the block gettin' it, or a straight nine to five
Whether you're dealing drugs or working a regular job, you need to be careful.


Still real, Homicide Hill, police circlin'
Things are still dangerous and the police are always watching us.


NARCs got pictures of your grill, street turbulance
The undercover cops have pictures of our faces and there's always chaos in the streets.


Cuz everytime I close my eyes, I could feel the rain
I can't escape the pain and suffering of the projects, it's always with me.


And everywhere I seem to go girl, can't stop the pain
I can't avoid the pain and danger of the projects, it's everywhere.


Uh... this one's for mamma
This song is dedicated to my mother.


Niggas be gettin' slumped in my projects, it's real violent
People get killed frequently in our neighborhood, the violence is real.


Crackheads be on the steps, young bloods'll pop somethin'
Drug addicts hang around outside and the younger gang members are always armed and dangerous.


Just to get that rep, everyday it's like this
People kill to gain a reputation, and this happens every day.


Don't even come outside, if you ain't try'nna get no rich
If you're not trying to make money, don't bother leaving your house.


Niggas murk each other for a small amount of chips
People kill each other for a tiny amount of money.


Bloods fightin' other Bloods, there's no Crips where I live
The Bloods gang members fight each other because there are no Crips around.


Somethin' gotta give, niggas bust one another
The situation can't go on like this forever, people need to stop killing each other.


Turn around and watch other kids, my hood's straight 7:30'in
People kill each other and then watch the children play, it's madness.


It get buckwild and the blocks is still dirty
Things get crazy and violent and the streets are still filthy.


Cameras in the hall, bulletholes left in the wall
There are security cameras in the building and bullet holes in the walls from previous shootings.


Laundromats locked up, floods in the building
The laundromats are closed and there's water damage in the building from flooding.


The front drain is stopped up, I've been in the hood
The drain in front of the building is clogged, I've been in this neighborhood for a long time.


Ever since my pain popped up, but just in case
I've been in pain for a long time, but just in case you forgot.


One of ya'll niggas forgot, look at your head nigga
In case you forgot, I'm reminding you - look at your head, there's a red dot on it.


What's that little red dot? Got ya!
That red dot is from the laser sight on my gun - I've got you now.


Give me the bread, heavy on the cheese
Give me the money, with a lot of extra cash on the side.


Population Click! What's the deal
My crew is part of the population, what's going on?


FMF, PGL, Osama Island
These are the names of other crews or neighborhoods.


All my niggas in Crimestock, Sing-Sing, what's the deal?
These are the names of other neighborhoods or jails, talking to my friends there.


Far Rock' posse, Queens, Brooklyn, P-Lon
These are the names of other neighborhoods or crews.


Get your guns together... takin' pictures..
Be prepared for violence and be aware that the police are watching you.




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