Feel My Pain
Drag-On Lyrics

As I sit an position myself
I am reflecting on my life choices and where I am sitting both literally and metaphorically

am I cocky coz I only play my shit and listen to myself
I wonder if my focus on my own work and self-promotion makes me arrogant

or am I striving for perfection? answer that
Or maybe I am trying to perfect my craft and reach my highest potential, what do you think?

ah fuck it I cocky and I about to perfect rap nigga!
Actually, nevermind, I'm confident in my skills and I'm sure I'm about to take over the rap game

and I roam these streets
I have been around and experienced many things in the streets

that's why my songs is deeper than death itself
My experiences have given me a deep understanding of life and death that I express in my music

I went from no food in the fridge to a platter on my shelf and I watch it
I have overcome poverty and am now enjoying success, but I always remember where I came from

and y'all ain't gotta give me that but keep ya hand out my pocket haters!
I don't need anyone's financial help or support, especially those who are against me

coz you makin me nervous it ain't worth it
Your negative energy and attempts to harm me are making me uneasy, and it's not worth the trouble

we don't want no accident when I flip on purpose
I'm warning you that if you continue to bother me, I might lose control on purpose and it won't end well for anyone

coz we don seen so many tradgeties done
We have witnessed so many tragic events that could have been avoided, and I don't want to add to that list

September 11th, 2001 remember
The terrorist attacks on September 11, 2001 were a devastating and unforgettable event

like how could I forget I lost my man pop in that shit
I can't forget that I lost a close friend in the attacks

help me get a grip
I need to regain control and focus my mind

I think I'm losing it doo
I'm starting to feel like I'm going crazy

because between life an death I be confusing the two
The line between life and death is blurry to me, and it's affecting my mental state

And sometimes I don't give a fuck if I live or die
I often feel like I don't care if I live or die

but I think if I don't give a fuck about myself who else will I'm stressing
But then I realize that if I don't care about myself, no one else will, and it stresses me out

guess I was raised the wrong way
I think I was brought up with the wrong values and mindset

that's why I walk around with the long eighth
That's why I carry a gun for protection

and dun shed so many tears I have none left
I have cried so much that I feel I have no more tears left to shed

sometimes I sat and prayed for death
I have felt so hopeless and overwhelmed that I have wished for death

I feel like its 11:45 a quarter to 12
I feel like my time is running out, like it's almost midnight

15 minutes to my days is over that's why its hard to stay soba
I feel like I'm running out of time and it's hard to stay sober when I'm stressed and overwhelmed

so I drink in the rain and smoke in the sun
I turn to alcohol and drugs to cope with my emotions

and create my own clouds not have'n to think of the pain
I try to escape my problems by creating a fantasy world in my mind

sometimes I think I'm going insane
I sometimes feel like I'm losing my mind

I get mad and shout God's name in vain
I get angry and curse at God

forgive me for my sins he got me laughing again
I ask God to forgive me, and he helps me find joy again

he got me back rapping again now help me choose my friends
God helped me regain my passion for rap, and now I need his guidance in choosing my friends wisely

my gats the closest one to me
My gun is the closest thing to me, and I rely on it for protection

but if my gun could take the stand and tell
If my gun could speak and testify, it would reveal that I used it to commit crimes

ill be doing life in jail
I would be sentenced to life imprisonment for my crimes

like judge he made me do it
I try to blame others or outside circumstances for my actions, instead of taking responsibility

it ain't the gun its the nigga behind it that shoot it, that's ruthless
It's not the gun's fault for the harm it causes, it's the person wielding it who is ruthless

you see a lot of niggas don't want drag to shine
I have many haters who don't want to see me succeed

instead they want to see drag locked up like my nigga Shyne
They would rather see me in jail, like what happened to my friend Shyne

so you know what they try to do, leave a nigga behind
They try to bring me down and leave me behind in my success

You know what it is, they envy me
They envy my success and want to bring me down because of it

motherfucking niggas held me back for 3 fucking years
Certain people have held me back from my goals and success for three long years

and motherfucking niggas left me for dead
Some people have abandoned me and wished for my demise

hopin that the world would forget but you know what?
They hoped that I would be forgotten by the world, but they were wrong

they didn't forget, they bought me back
My fans and supporters didn't forget about me, and they helped me make a comeback

and now I'm in the greatest shape of my life
Now, I am in the best mental and physical shape of my life

so now I'm on some shit like fuck y'all
Now, I no longer care about my haters and their opinions of me

all I give a fuck about is my niggas and my niggas only
I only care about my loyal friends and supporters

cause I don't need y'all to succeed y'all nigga
I don't need anyone else's approval or support to be successful

I know you like my word play early
I know you appreciate my clever wordplay and rhymes

like nelly got country grammar like er day
I am successful like Nelly, who is known for his unique style of rap

I can go cold and still sell out shows
I have the ability to sell out concerts even if I am not promoting myself heavily

and make enough dough to get your feet chopping not about your toes??
I make enough money to afford luxury items like shoes, and not just basic necessities like socks

for coming at me half stepping
For those who try to come at me with a lack of effort or determination

talking like gangsta shit and ain't have no weapon nigga
For those who talk tough and act like gangsters, but don't actually have any weapons or skill to back it up

ah I got the best flow I be the best in the bronx
I am confident that I have the best flow and can claim the title of the best rapper in the Bronx

cause I don't walk through the swamps
I don't surround myself with negative people or situations that could bring me down

striving through the alleys of death
I have been through difficult and dangerous situations, but I continue to strive forward

recognize my destiny in life
I am aware of my purpose and potential in life

even if it takes my last breath nigga
I am willing to risk everything, even my life, to achieve my goals and fulfill my destiny

I walk in places where it could've been my last step
I have been in situations where my life was in danger and I could have died

but god got me out of it
I attribute my safety and survival to God's help and guidance

I love him and I'm proud of it
I am proud of my faith and love for God

now can you feel my pain
Can you understand the struggles and pain that I have gone through?

see what I see walk in my shoes an still gon' keep sane NIGGA!
Try to understand my experiences and perspective, and hopefully you can maintain your own sanity in doing so