[Intro: Stupid Duke]
Me and you don't live the same (Damm6ix), how the fuck you feel my pain? (Uh)
(Me and you don't live the same, how the fuck you feel my pain?)
Me and you don't live the same, how the fuck you feel my pain? (Damm6ix)
Mad so much, wanna dig up the dead (Fuck who don't feel my pain, Damm6ix)
[Verse 1: Stupid Duke]
Me and you don't live the same, how the fuck you feel my pain?
Day one niggas went against the grain
Catch rap niggas, I'ma take his chain
One false move and I'ma blow out his brain
Me and BEO like old dog and 'caine
Nigga, you a bitch, you put dirt on my name
Soft kiss niggas, a season to play
When I locked up, I ran the jail, I took the oath I'd never tell
I see 12, you know I'ma bail, money on his head, I'ma take his chain
Pull up on him in a mini van, let out shit like Pakistan
Run up on me, you gon' die like a man, don't get too close, I don't care if you're a fan
Bitch, I'm a gangster, ain't shakin' no hand
Niggas switchin' up wasn't part of the plan
Catch me in public, it's off with his head
Free my niggas that's locked in the feds
Every time they call me, I'm sendin' the bread
Full of the Percs and I'm full of the meds
Thinkin' 'bout them bodies and it fuck with my head
I hate 'em so much, I wan' dig up the dead
Me and you don't live the same (Damm6ix), how the fuck you feel my pain? (Uh)
(Me and you don't live the same, how the fuck you feel my pain?)
Me and you don't live the same, how the fuck you feel my pain? (Damm6ix)
Mad so much, wanna dig up the dead (Fuck who don't feel my pain, Damm6ix)
[Verse 1: Stupid Duke]
Me and you don't live the same, how the fuck you feel my pain?
Day one niggas went against the grain
Catch rap niggas, I'ma take his chain
One false move and I'ma blow out his brain
Me and BEO like old dog and 'caine
Nigga, you a bitch, you put dirt on my name
Soft kiss niggas, a season to play
When I locked up, I ran the jail, I took the oath I'd never tell
I see 12, you know I'ma bail, money on his head, I'ma take his chain
Pull up on him in a mini van, let out shit like Pakistan
Run up on me, you gon' die like a man, don't get too close, I don't care if you're a fan
Bitch, I'm a gangster, ain't shakin' no hand
Niggas switchin' up wasn't part of the plan
Catch me in public, it's off with his head
Free my niggas that's locked in the feds
Every time they call me, I'm sendin' the bread
Full of the Percs and I'm full of the meds
Thinkin' 'bout them bodies and it fuck with my head
I hate 'em so much, I wan' dig up the dead
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