So Much Pain
Tre-8 Lyrics


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Oh like that (Ooh)
Tre-8 they ain't ready for this dog (Ooh)
Smoke One and No Limit (Ooh)
All the way from California to New Orleans
Ask em' about it, so much pain boy (So much pain)

Birds in the kitchen, palms itchin'
And all y'all niggas in the game pay attention
As I teach, ain't got no time to preach
2 for 3, 4 for 5, 16 a fuckin' key
Don't laugh, niggas like to back stab
But where I'm from see yo brother on a body slab
New Orleans, the city of the candy cream
A bunch of projects full of jackers and dope fiends
As I cry, think one day I gotta die
But I don't give a fuck cause ain't no love from the outside
As I walk to the projects
Niggas killin' dope fiends behind fuckin' county checks
And my younger homie smokin' dope
The niggas I used to hang with doin' that boy broke
And they gone off that water, water
Ain't no love from New Orleans all the way back to Florida
It's just a bunch of pain

[Chorus]
So much pain, so much pain
So much pain, so much pain

I'm feelin' so much pain, holdin' back my tears of anger
As I walk through this danger zone
That I used to call home
Strangers got my nerves all jumpy
But it's best I watch them niggas who be smilin' actin' chummy
Like it's all real
I don't know why they got it in for me
Like my girl Jill, who was sleepin' with the enemy
Never knew the handy dope was a sad one
Now I know the vibes that I felt was some bad ones
Takes a mad one, females so precious
Tryin' to move on since our best friend left us
Got my baby still stuck in this drama filled blue
Tryin' to get my pockets on so I can snatch him from this zoo
And paint a clearer picture cause the one I see now
Got my vision all blurry, hard to see my way out
Bow my head to Lord and pray hard for a change
Can lift a sister from feelin' this
So much pain, so much pain

[Chorus]

Growin' up as a youngster, comin' around that thug life
Dog nights with drug fights just made me get my mind right
But times I just slap on ya block and leave me bleedin'
It's hard for me to run cause they might catch me when I'm sleepin'
But I'm peepin' out the go round, wipe the sweat from my forehead
Take a swig of the beer and reminisce about what my boy said
He told me keep my head up, don't get filled with all this drama
Havin' talks with my diary cause I can't have talks with my mama
And still feel my eyes fold I start to be the best
Sometimes I cock my nine and wanna get it of my chest
But I guess I'll just take it one day at a time
But until a nigga die I got these feelings on my mind
Fuckin' so much pain





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song "Pain" by Tre-8 is an emotional expression of the struggles and hardships experienced by the rapper while growing up. The lyrics are a vivid description of the harsh realities of life in his hometown of New Orleans, which was plagued by poverty, drugs, and violence. The opening lines of the song, "Birds in the kitchen, palms itchin'," suggest the presence of drug dealers in the area, while the reference to "16 a fuckin' key" highlights the prevalence of drug trafficking.


Tre-8 goes on to describe his feelings of disillusionment and betrayal, as he has been let down by friends and family members who have turned to drug addiction, cheating, and even murder. He feels trapped in a vicious cycle of poverty and despair, unable to escape the violence and injustice that surrounds him. However, he also expresses a glimmer of hope and determination, as he prays for a better future and tries to make the most of his life.


Overall, "Pain" is a powerful reflection on the pain and hardship experienced by those living in poverty and facing systemic injustice. It is a reminder that behind the stereotypes and prejudices often associated with hip hop music, there are real people struggling to survive and find meaning in a world that is often hostile and unforgiving.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh like that (Ooh)
Expression of surprise or excitement.


Tre-8 they ain't ready for this dog (Ooh)
Introducing himself and asserting dominance.


Smoke One and No Limit (Ooh)
Acknowledging his record label and associates.


All the way from California to New Orleans
Boasting about his reach and influence.


Ask em' about it, so much pain boy (So much pain)
Setting the theme of the song with emphasis on the feeling of pain.


Birds in the kitchen, palms itchin'
Metaphors referring to drug dealing activities and anxiousness.


And all y'all niggas in the game pay attention
Addressing other rappers.


As I teach, ain't got no time to preach
Explaining that he is sharing his experience without any moral or message.


2 for 3, 4 for 5, 16 a fuckin' key
Pricing drugs by quantity and offering a wholesale price.


Don't laugh, niggas like to back stab
Warning about the danger of being betrayed or attacked.


But where I'm from see yo brother on a body slab
Describing the high level of violence in his hometown.


New Orleans, the city of the candy cream
Referring to a local car culture that emphasizes vibrant paint jobs.


A bunch of projects full of jackers and dope fiends
Describing the social environment of his neighborhood.


As I cry, think one day I gotta die
Admitting his vulnerability and mortality.


But I don't give a fuck cause ain't no love from the outside
Resenting and rejecting the lack of empathy or support from others.


As I walk to the projects
Moving physically through his environment.


Niggas killin' dope fiends behind fuckin' county checks
Describing the extreme behavior of people who are struggling and desperate for money.


And my younger homie smokin' dope
Observing the destructive habits of his peers.


The niggas I used to hang with doin' that boy broke
Reflecting on the negative impact of his relationships.


And they gone off that water, water
Referring to a local slang term for a drug mixture.


Ain't no love from New Orleans all the way back to Florida
Reinforcing his sense of isolation and lack of support.


It's just a bunch of pain
Reiterating the main theme of the song.


[Chorus]
Beginning the repeated refrain.


I'm feelin' so much pain, holdin' back my tears of anger
Expressing emotional pain and frustration.


As I walk through this danger zone
Continuing to describe his neighborhood environment.


That I used to call home
Acknowledging the contradiction of feeling attached to a place that harms him.


Strangers got my nerves all jumpy
Being suspicious and distrustful of unknown people.


But it's best I watch them niggas who be smilin' actin' chummy
Being cautious of people who seem friendly and welcoming.


Like it's all real
Being skeptical of people's intentions or sincerity.


I don't know why they got it in for me
Feeling like a victim of harassment or persecution.


Like my girl Jill, who was sleepin' with the enemy
Sharing a personal story of betrayal and deceit.


Never knew the handy dope was a sad one
Acknowledging ignorance and naivety in the past.


Now I know the vibes that I felt was some bad ones
Reflecting on what he learned from his mistakes.


Takes a mad one, females so precious
Highlighting the risks and costs of getting involved with women.


Tryin' to move on since our best friend left us
Coping with the loss of a friend.


Got my baby still stuck in this drama filled blue
Referring to his son and the difficulties of raising a child in a challenging environment.


Tryin' to get my pockets on so I can snatch him from this zoo
Expressing a desire to improve his financial situation in order to provide a better life for his child.


And paint a clearer picture cause the one I see now
Aiming to change his perspective and focus on positive goals.


Got my vision all blurry, hard to see my way out
Struggling to maintain clarity or direction.


Bow my head to Lord and pray hard for a change
Turning to faith for strength and guidance.


Can lift a sister from feelin' this
Believing that spiritual redemption can provide relief from pain.


So much pain, so much pain
Repeating the refrain to emphasize the intensity of the feeling.


Growin' up as a youngster, comin' around that thug life
Describing his early exposure to a culture of violence and criminal behavior.


Dog nights with drug fights just made me get my mind right
Explaining how he adapted to his surroundings.


But times I just slap on ya block and leave me bleedin'
Recalling instances of violence or aggression against him.


It's hard for me to run cause they might catch me when I'm sleepin'
Feeling trapped and vulnerable in his unsafe environment.


But I'm peepin' out the go round, wipe the sweat from my forehead
Staying alert and vigilant despite the stress.


Take a swig of the beer and reminisce about what my boy said
Taking a moment to reflect and remember a friend.


He told me keep my head up, don't get filled with all this drama
Recalling a positive advice he received.


Havin' talks with my diary cause I can't have talks with my mama
Using writing as a form of self-expression and reflection.


And still feel my eyes fold I start to be the best
Maintaining his aspiration to improve despite the challenges.


Sometimes I cock my nine and wanna get it of my chest
Revealing the temptation to resort to violence.


But I guess I'll just take it one day at a time
Showing resilience and determination to endure.


But until a nigga die I got these feelings on my mind
Concluding with the acknowledgement that pain and trauma are persistent realities in his life.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR, RANDY WALKER, KEVIN RHAMES, CHRISTOPHER WALKER, DAVID GRUSIN, EARL WILBERT JR. KLUGH

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@swizznay

"But I'm peepin' out the program, wipe the sweat from my forehead/
take a swig of the beer, reminiscin' bout the things my pa' said/
he told me to keep my head up but I'm fed up with all this drama/
havin' talks with my diary 'cause I can't talk to my mama/
as tears fill my eyes, I try to strive to be the best/
sometimes I cock my 9 and just want to get it off my chest/
but I guess that, I'll just take it one day at a time/
but until this playa die I'll have these feelings on my mind/
it's just so much pain that my pressure steady risin'/
hard for me to smile, so my looks are what I hide in/
drivin' me mad, I act bad toward my peers/
for so many years I watched people wipe away tears."

- The realest shit.
RIP Tre-8



@quitblazing

Back in the day when i was like 13-14 I had won a token in school in one of my classes, it was a 15$ token for sam goody. I saved it for a while and when I went to the mall to find something to spend it on. I felt like i was in their for hours. My friend keot saying , just pick something.

Cd's were popular and everyone was listening to Jay-Z , Ja- Rule , Big Pun and other NY rappers at the time. I was living in West Haven , Connecticut , but from Freedom, Pennsylvania. I was into No Limit at the time. I really liked Master P , Mystical , Mia X , Fiend and the flow and style of the No Limit Family.

My dad was a dick and threw my rap cd's away. So when I went to live with my mom it was a little dicferent. I searched sam goody for a while and ended up in the cassette section. I found the Tre-8 cassette ghetto stories case and read the back of it and knew it was what i was getting.

It was like 1997 cause I remember my friend looking at the release in the back and said , " this is from 1995 , this shits old as hell" i still got it. When I went home I got my walkman and pipped it in. I would always listen to a tape or cd from start to finish , just to see what songs I liked and what I didn't. I remeber after the first side. I flipped my cassette and thought it couldnt be better then the first. Then I remember staying up the entire time to finish it , then rewound it and pressed play to put myself to sleep. I was hooked.

I had that tape forever. I had it so long i wore the copper and felt piece on the tape out. I bought a new dubbable tape , this one had screws in it. I unscrewed it and performed a small surgery in my room and fixed the tape. After years of moving from place to place it eventually got lost.

I remember looking for the cd on eBay and the guy had it for $120.00. Years later it showed up on YouTube. I had searched everywhere for it. This was one of my favorite tracks off his lp. He was killed in a car crash in 2011, but im still listening to his shit. There's also a remix with Mia -X you can check out amd now they have the entire lp on youtube. If you like this track , check out the entire albulm.



All comments from YouTube:

@cavanee91

What a beautiful song everone can relate to in some way.

@swizznay

"But I'm peepin' out the program, wipe the sweat from my forehead/
take a swig of the beer, reminiscin' bout the things my pa' said/
he told me to keep my head up but I'm fed up with all this drama/
havin' talks with my diary 'cause I can't talk to my mama/
as tears fill my eyes, I try to strive to be the best/
sometimes I cock my 9 and just want to get it off my chest/
but I guess that, I'll just take it one day at a time/
but until this playa die I'll have these feelings on my mind/
it's just so much pain that my pressure steady risin'/
hard for me to smile, so my looks are what I hide in/
drivin' me mad, I act bad toward my peers/
for so many years I watched people wipe away tears."

- The realest shit.
RIP Tre-8

@jacobherrera8279

Rip Tre 8 good job on this song buddy R.I.P :,(

@gonebelleville3953

One of my 5 favorite albums from No Limit

@AASLT405

platinum in 405 to this day....

@MrGuerillanutz

one of the realest struggle tracks of all fuckin time !

@ronbryant7741

This shit pose to have a million RIP TRE 8

@jermainep7424

Nothing but Dat πŸ”₯ R.I.P. G.

@i-Zen

thinking about all the treachery that brought us here to this point...

@mihalyhortobagyi1726

2022 still 1 my fave beats alltime!πŸ’―πŸ’―πŸ™ŒπŸ’Έrip treπŸ™πŸ™

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