Art Of Pain Lyrics

South London memories

Before he hit the move he said remember me

[You just show me if you're sliding or not]

[It's either one way in or one way out, my dawg, are you sliding, are you sliding?]

They should offered us the therapy

We just drinking this Hennessy

[Can't even believe that dawg really gone]

[It don't make no sense, fam]

[It's Fico blud, it's Fico blud]

I got some secrets that I can't share

Black bandannas we can't show no fear

[It's DSN only, su su su]

If I hit me this lick then we might go clear

But what be the point if my dargs ain't here

My dargs ain't here

I got some secret that I can't share

It's crazy cos I'm not same bruddah I was last year

Yeah

I told my myself that'll it be my last tear

Failure or legend

What happen when your gifts stop making you present

I'm in need of His presence

I've been quiet for days

Let these thoughts marinate

The clock ticking I'm just writing away

What's the price of you pay

They still fire in me

But I got ice in these veins

There's still light in the shade

Quietly waiting

Yeah

But there's some things I should say

See my life in this paint

That's the art of the pain

How many times did they fail me? and I forgave them

They busy complaining, that's complacent

I got tired of explaining, I'm escaping

Turned my trauma into art, and now I'm pain painting

The canvas that I'm staining

Blood, sweat, and ink

It's running down my finger draining

My whole body I'm aching

They thought it would of killed me, it was inspiration

What's a sabbatical? my funerals a vacation

This ain't for capital, I made more for the class A ting

Sipping wine on Lisa's couch, I was bando baking

3 weeks with no shower took some dedication

I was only 16, it was exploitation

Why you in the schools give education?

I had to repent, and pay my reparations

Lisa's daughter coming round

We hiding in the basement

She don't know her mother sick

And we have medication

How many times did I weep at that bloody station

Told my mum it was my last was a fabrication

Saying I was down to kill was an exaggeration

But when I walked with that shank I had some aspirations

The doctor said its was cancer

My heart was racing

Everybody started praying through the operation

When we heard the results, it was heart breaking

Why you think I'm so angry? I'm a trauma patient

I was only kid, My dad I blamed him

Never took me serious, now I'm bloody raging

Ever see volcano before eruption?

It's just waiting, and waiting, until its detonating

Like everybody gonna listen now I have say things

For all the years they left me silent, now the fire's blazing

Fool me once I'm shaming

Fool me twice can't happen I got a reputation

Burn the bridge and break it

I stretched my hands out, they rejected my invitation

Jealous fools, started plotting on my annihilation

Fellowships behind my back, I saw them congregating

Bitter conversations, on how to segregate him

I just kept on praying

The pattern was my patience

The hated on the honey moon

But we was honey glazing

That's collaboration

They wanted separation

You know what God puts together, no one separating

Remember when I cut the weed out and masturbation

Now I'm addicted to success and world domination

The MOBOs emailed the feeling was amazing

Then I remember that I wanted the Grammy and made some preparations

Pree the journey see the elevation

It's marathon, I'm looking at these chumps racing

You rise and they hating

You fall and they praising

But I'm star, and they ain't touching this constellation