BackBone Slave - Tawer Pain

When you're hurting deep down When you're feeling like you're never gonna dig your way out Never gonna dig your way out Keep pushing up the river Keep mining for the silver Til you've shot gold Gotta whether the storm 'Cause it can't rain forever, no I'm telling you... We all fall on hard times, you know Each day is a hight climb, you know Some days your body has to carry on So you gotta show a little backbone You know, you know, you know You gotta show a little backbone These troubles, so real We're all facing temptations And our own fears Year after year But it can't rain forever, no I'm telling you... We all fall on hard times, you know Each day is a hight climb, you know Some days your body has to carry on So you gotta show a little backbone You know, you know, you know You gotta show a little backbone (You gotta show a little backbone) You know (you gotta show a little backbone) You gotta show a little backbone Are you strong enough to get back up? When the chains hold you to the ground So let's break 'em down, yeah, uh Let's break 'em down Let's break 'em down Woah, I'm telling you... We all fall on hard times, you know Each day is a hight climb, you know Some days your body has to carry on So you gotta show a little... We all fall on hard times, yeah Each day is a high climb, you know We all fall on hard times, you know (You gotta show a little backbone) We all fall on hard times, yeah You know each day is a high climb, you know We all fall on hard times Each day is a high climb, you know You gotta show a little backbone

Hold the line, yeah Do you fight for pride or glory? Do you hold your scars close to your heart? Fall behind, yeah Who will live to tell your story? You were taught to leave no man behind I don't know where you've gone You used to be the heart of this town Now you waste your tears on someone else I don't know where you are now You used to have a heart of gold Only trust yourself and no one else Hold your fire, yeah Brave young men will fall before they Ever get to watch their young ones grow Hear me now, yeah Carry all my sins and I will Learn to love the flag and nothing more Oh, I don't know where you've gone You used to be the heart of this town Wasted all your tears on someone else I don't know where you are now You used to have a heart of gold Only trust yourself and no one else Oh, no one else Whoa Whoa Yeah, you've got your back against the wall Say, where's your backbone, brother? Where's your backbone, brother? Where's your backbone, brother? Where's your backbone, brother? Where's your backbone, brother? Where's your backbone, brother? Where's your backbone, brother? Got your back against the wall Say, where's your backbone, brother? Where's your backbone, brother? Where's your backbone, brother?

Don't talk to me like You'll hurt my feelings I said don't talk to me like Well, you told me to come over the other night I wouldn't get up I wouldn't socialize I thought about the invitations I denied You grabbed me by my hips and said I need to realize You gotta get a backbone, a backbone You gotta get a backbone, a backbone Someday No insurance to get my head checked On pen, on paper still trying to clean that wreck But I still push hard Have myself crying My edges are rough but you know I'm still trying to Get a backbone, a backbone I'm tryna get a backbone, a backbone Someday Driving up this ladder Stop Myself from doin' what really matters Its so simple Its all in your mental Its so simple Its all in your mental Its so simple Its all in your mental Its so simple Its all in you temple Gotta get a backbone, a backbone You gotta get a backbone, a backbone Someday, someday

(Ho vent'anni, due palle e una parola) (Soldi su soldi, su soldi, su soldi) (Nessuno in famiglia più lavora) Amo la musica, amo la zona Senti Mi hanno detto "Gestir la fama non è semplice" Non sono i miei colleghi, niente frociate per vendere M dice: "Mashalla", ho i soldi di un chilo di bamba Li tengo tutti in contanti Li voglio sempre a portata A scuola quando andavo uscivo sempre per fumare La gente senza sogni a me cosa mi può insegnare? Postato dentro al game, come Lewa devo segnare Ho i miei supporter caldi, chiedon "Quando droppi, Vale?" Pain Perché anche coi soldi posso Pain Perché ho sofferto per 'sto posto Pain Perché ti hittiamo sul tuo corpo Ho scritto con il sangue questo disco e sarà oro Yo, lil' bih, is NKO on beat "Pain" leggilo dalla collana M ha i reati in tasca, non abbiam studiato ad Harvard Un paio dei miei boys lanciano i dadi nella scala Lei ha preso il quarto Xanax, non sa più come si chiama Il mio jeans è Rick Owens, la tua musica è da ricchione Dove ti porto coi miei boy non prende mica il cercapersone Carabineros da Nobu, ma ho ancora gli sbatti coi carabinieri La tua donna ti setuppa, volevi beccarla, hai beccato i miei negri, yo Hustlin nelle scale, ne alzo dieci di Natale NKO non fermare questa merda Abbiamo altri soldi da fare Qua si parla di spendere e spandere Verso Cognac apriamo le danze Al live portano dieci puttane Ci dicono: "Scegli, son tutte per Vale" Vale Pain, c'ho il mio nome al collo Via Ricciarelli su un Porsche In zona un little G ti scamma Non pagare mai col POS Stupid Italy, tu anche se critichi mi fai un pompino Per ogni hater che mi odia gratto del tartufo e vinco (Ce l'abbiamo fatta) (Ringrazio Dio soltanto) (Che trasformi l'odio in amore) (Quest'acqua in alcol) (Queste barre in un platino) (Ci arrestano ma non parliamo) (Hustlin till we die) (Seven Zoo) "Top tre dei rapper preferiti ti direi Vale Pain, Vale Pain e Valerio Pain"