Pain Songtext
von De La Soul feat. Snoop Dogg

Pain will make it better
Tell me how you feel
Look over your shoulder
Time will make it real
Give me no excuses
I know how you feel
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better


Let me see how many palms go up high
If you′ve ever felt the world had you licked (Put 'em up high)
And what you waving side to side to symbolize
Needing help on the sand, put you under quick
Big mama said, "The Devil′s up to no good"
But we can heal it on a Sunday with a good book (What?)
Or we can kill it on a Monday for a good look (And)
Make it part of the campaign, to withstand pain
Me, myself, place it all on my shoulders
And give it my all, like heavy lifting
No gain without tears and sweat
They claim blue skies with white clouds, steady drifting
When pain come to get ya, it hit ya like flu
Better times will pick ya, do what you gotta do
To earn focus in the stormy weather
Come out the tunnel to the light, saying

Pain will make it better
Tell me how you feel
Look over your shoulder
Time will make it real
Give me no excuses
I know how you feel
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
(I hear the people saying)
Pain will make it better
(I hear my people saying)
Pain will make it better


No wetter, four-letter, mo' better
Slow pain, no gain, go-getter
Change like the weather
Solid as a rock, small piece of leather but well put together
Flames are endeavors
Time to find out that gain makes it better
Pain makes it better
Shades of epiphany, can't let it get to me
Move so differently, do it so swiftly
Ease into my style, lay mine down
King be crowned, look at me now
Teaching my classes by the masses
Used to gang-bang, used to love the clashes
Now cash is the only motivation
But not for me, G, I′m into public relations
That′s food for your De La Soul, word to the letter

Pain will make it better
Tell me how you feel
Look over your shoulder
Time will make it real
Give me no excuses
I know how you feel
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
(I heard my nana say it, say it, yo)

The bigger the headache, bigger the pill
The harder you fall, stronger the will
We came from the back of the bus, talking Watts to Mobile
Now we're on a house on a hill
Struggle went from filling ya gas tank
The bank wasn′t feeling your loan
The OT couldn't cover the bills
When life came with a couple of spills
But we′re gon' use that pain for fuel, so

Give me no excuses
I know how you feel
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
(I hear the people say)
Pain will make it better
(You hear my people saying)
Pain will make it better
(I hear the people say)
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better
Pain will make it better

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