Give me something for the pain Give me something for the blues Give me something for the pain when I feel Ive been danglin from a hang-mans noose Give me something
(Michael Bolton/Doug James)) For the first time in such a long time I've been feeling there's some reason To hold on through the night And for the
dream on ? There's something strange, There's something wrong I see a change- It's like when hope dies. I who have known You for so long, I
'll think that I'm your medicine Shawty you my medicine, your medicine I think I need, I think I need I think I need my medicine One teaspoon of me is something
It's everywhere that you go You try everything you can to escape The pain of life that you know When all else fails and you long to be Something better
Everybody has their private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through? Are you reaching out for me? I'm reaching out for
Do you know what's worth fighting for? When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away And you feel yourself suffocating? Does the pain
come up looking like there?s something you wanna Tell me What you thinking about when you got me waiting patiently And usually, I don't have to wait for nobody But there's something
something to give to you Yupp Chorus Black Roses for this dyin' love Now we're breakin' up Since we're givin' up Black Roses an early Valentine Special delivery just for
my pain Because of all my tears, my pillow weight more then me My psyche wasn?t clear, all I can think was ?woe is me? Every time I tried, something
tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic Tell him how real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill for him for him to know
't do nothing Young folks don't pay me no mind But in my day I sure was something Before I felt the heavy hand of time I'm an old man now, I'm bound for
an ass crack Come on I tip on alligators and little rattle snakers But I'm another flavor Something like a terminator Ain't no equivocating I fight for
I make all these broads flip my pole you dig it, this shit aint for beginners I'm something like a fetus, I'm not quite kidd'n and theres something you
voices again not good Think the sky is pregnant with maggots Cuz something happened in the parking lot I'm searching for the context not finding it Don't make it real for
allowed to show the pain Not allowed to expose the pain I still was the family secret Or a symptom of some wilderness hate Ceremony custodian For experimental
else really try'na fuck with Hollywood Cole? I'm with Marley Gee, bro Flying Hollygrove chicks to my Hollywood shows And I want to tell you something