Artist: Notorious B.I.G. f/ 2Pac, Mary J. Blige, Nas Album: Duets: The Final Chapter Song: Living in Pain Typed by: DaSun Akbar [Just Blaze] Welcome to The House of Pain, Just Blaze nigga (Intro) Mary J. Blige There's no way out, it seems I can't get free Somebody tell me - what's happening to me [Notorious B.I.G.] The country bud got me choking I'm on a mission to the point that motherfuckers think I'm smoking Yeah that sick nigga Biggie with the 8 shot fifth With the extra clip for that extra shit Don't you know that a killing is thrilling? All the blood spilling, is all up on the drug dealing A born gangsta my daddy was a thug Had a .38 with the hallow point slug So when he lit shots Niggas dropped, quicker than bootlegger sells his liquor A little nigga tried to squeeze .22's in my Reebok shoes Paying dudes, while kids was on their one's and two's Now I'm much older, colder, fuck a holster Got the MAC-11 swinging from my shoulder It's a damn shame I got to put my mom through the strain I'm living in The House of Pain (Chorus) Mary J. Blige Is anybody listening tell me can you see this? Darkness be surrounding me Now it's getting colder heavy on my shoulder And it's getting hard to breathe And it's getting blurry, I'm getting worried 'Cause it's getting hard to see When your lamping in The House of Paaaiiinnn [2Pac] The motherfucking dust kicker, Who can you trust? Who gave you the heart to see a nigga? Before you bust, my name is spoken on the tongue of so many foes Busting motherfuckers out the blocks I ain't even go Now how the hell do you explain my claim to fame? From doing fix to busting tricks out the fucking frame Got these bitches on my jock, niggas on my block Jealous ass suckers got it ducking for my fucking glock And busting niggas ass is to stay alive Skinny ass playa watching victim motherfuckers fry They ask me how I'm living? How I'm a hustler? Bucking busters 'til they die Now it's on in the ghetto you ain't heard? Niggas got they AK's heading for the bird Aiming at them skinny ass bitches let 'em rain Giving 'em or wetting 'em, welcome to The House of Pain (Chorus) Mary J. Blige [Nas] MJB, be worried niggas, yeah, Nas... Yeah.., Wuttup BI 'Pac Wendy Williams say "I stay dust" then maybe I should 'Cause these rappers will have your phone tapped like Savion Glove And on the West yo police corrupt, some are bloods But these Teflon I loaded explode in some mugs I'm like Furious in 'Boyz 'N The Hood' But at the drive-thru I ain't running I'm dumping Crazy like a Piru and loc'd up, know how Nas do I'm calling Henchmen and Conception To organize a Black Truce And we party hard party with Nas Since they ain't no more - Mardi gras And Bush won't apologize I got gangsta hoes Kobe Bryant scared to sodomize And .45's for them suckers y'all idolize Y'all yelling my name, but y'all soon dying Who be trying to portray real but they be lying 'Cause they want the real niggas to die so they can gain But neva that, this ain't neva last, this The House of Pain (Chorus) Mary J. Blige