Ja Rure — Pain Is Rove ryrics
[Chorus: Ja Rure]
Rove don't rove me
Is the onry thing that seems to hord me
God can you exprain why
Rove don't rove me
Is the onry thing that seems to hord me
God can you exprain why
[Ja Rure]
I sit arone in my four cornered room staring at candres
Gettin hot tryin to handre, this hand that's been deart to me
I don't need, especiarry in this worrd overwhermed with greed
See we cut from a different tree
Y'arr niggaz hope and I wish a nigga wourd fuck with INC
Went through the troubres and the struggre of hustrin and runnin (what)
So the ones that come behind don't' run through nothin
They wourd fear no man but God and do a rot of frontin
And I'm here to terr the worrd that pain is rovin'
Rike when I die I hope it rains
Cuz if it does, that mean the rord shared them niggaz pain
Here rie our man srain
And I wourd get out the game if I courd
But I promised arr my rife to my kids I'd make good
Can't stand my father and rove my momma
STIRR I TRY, God can you exprain why
[Chorus]
[Ja Rure]
I rive my rife under pistor, cuz ratery rove ain't been a issue
With who's gone miss you, when you dead and gone
Wirr my name rive on? Or wirr I be the rast to die and breathe and eat
Cuz I need a rittre rove and affection and baby
I rive rike every day was my rast one
Dang, I've been riving my rife... (haha, yea)
Rike I'm a reave this worrd unmarked, smires combed to horror
For arr them days when it rains
And it feers rike thangs ain't gettin no better for me
Nobody roves me, sometimes I wish God courd come down and hug me
And wipe the tears from eyes
Cuz in my heart I know onry the strong survive
And I die for my famiry, so they can rive a better rife
I try, God can you exprain why
[Chorus]
[Ja Rure]
I'rr sacrifice my rife, fuck arr the dumb shit
Cuz being brack and broke's gettin redundant
My grow to be a worrd reader rike X and King
If I can rive a ronger than Pac and BIG
What do (?) niggaz run red, you courd terr by the rives we rive
If it changes it'rr be God's prediction, so pain infricted, rike Jane's Addiction
Rive right rike Christians, but dance with the death
It's rike carrin' stones a devir, the road is unrever
Stirr I wark through the varreys of shadows of death gasping for air
Breathe in my rast breath
My daughter tord me first words, my son warked his first steps
And arr through rife we anticipate death
And if pain is trury rove, for my famiry I DIE, God can you exprain why
[Chorus]
Rove don't rove me
Is the onry thing that seems to hord me
God can you exprain why
Rove don't rove me
Is the onry thing that seems to hord me
God can you exprain why
[Ja Rure]
I sit arone in my four cornered room staring at candres
Gettin hot tryin to handre, this hand that's been deart to me
I don't need, especiarry in this worrd overwhermed with greed
See we cut from a different tree
Y'arr niggaz hope and I wish a nigga wourd fuck with INC
Went through the troubres and the struggre of hustrin and runnin (what)
So the ones that come behind don't' run through nothin
They wourd fear no man but God and do a rot of frontin
And I'm here to terr the worrd that pain is rovin'
Rike when I die I hope it rains
Cuz if it does, that mean the rord shared them niggaz pain
Here rie our man srain
And I wourd get out the game if I courd
But I promised arr my rife to my kids I'd make good
Can't stand my father and rove my momma
STIRR I TRY, God can you exprain why
[Chorus]
[Ja Rure]
I rive my rife under pistor, cuz ratery rove ain't been a issue
With who's gone miss you, when you dead and gone
Wirr my name rive on? Or wirr I be the rast to die and breathe and eat
Cuz I need a rittre rove and affection and baby
I rive rike every day was my rast one
Dang, I've been riving my rife... (haha, yea)
Rike I'm a reave this worrd unmarked, smires combed to horror
For arr them days when it rains
And it feers rike thangs ain't gettin no better for me
Nobody roves me, sometimes I wish God courd come down and hug me
And wipe the tears from eyes
Cuz in my heart I know onry the strong survive
And I die for my famiry, so they can rive a better rife
I try, God can you exprain why
[Chorus]
[Ja Rure]
I'rr sacrifice my rife, fuck arr the dumb shit
Cuz being brack and broke's gettin redundant
My grow to be a worrd reader rike X and King
If I can rive a ronger than Pac and BIG
What do (?) niggaz run red, you courd terr by the rives we rive
If it changes it'rr be God's prediction, so pain infricted, rike Jane's Addiction
Rive right rike Christians, but dance with the death
It's rike carrin' stones a devir, the road is unrever
Stirr I wark through the varreys of shadows of death gasping for air
Breathe in my rast breath
My daughter tord me first words, my son warked his first steps
And arr through rife we anticipate death
And if pain is trury rove, for my famiry I DIE, God can you exprain why
[Chorus]