Letra I Feel Your Pain de Tee-money original
Chorus:> Don't worry, I feel your pains (pains) We all been through the same (the same thing) Don't give up, just try again (never give up) To play by the rule of school game (follow the rules) Repeat 2X> Verse 1:> Bunmi a young girl of sixteen Just got an admission to unillorin She's a little girl, her family house is always boring The same thing everyday, every morning Jumped up, screamed off, when she got Her admission to unillorin She wasn't exposed to her hood streets Now she is highly exposed to her school streets Dating guys of different colors Chasing cars of latest models She now got a party mentor Late night partying scrapped her late night studying Saying it's not exam periods yet Went on missing lots of her class tests Putting the blames on her class rep Partying all clubs, to study she forgets Ends up with many carryovers At end of every semester, she got many carryovers Frustrated to chase her class lectures Mandated to date her class lectures She now six months pregnant And it all seems to be getting over She tells her pop but thinks she's a dry joker He finally disowns her, is it all over? (Chorus) Verse 2:> Lil nigga became a jambite He is now being called an akokite He's mama's rich He's pop ain't shit He wanna flex his mama riches Floating on different campuses As the new kid, with new tricks New tims, attracting club chicks, oppressing club freaks Collecting clean chicks from cult gees Building up more beefs, of raw beefs Ignorance is not a fuck an excuse Cult gees only had to conclude Soon got fucked up like a small boy He picks up beef, in search of revenge Needing school protection, he built his own squad All eyes on him like pac did School authority starts to see him like pac Rusticated at last on his third year Imprisoned for almost two years Being fund in possession of protection Running at his oppositions We all make wrong decisions (Chorus) 2X> Verse 3:> Stressed up by jamb, frustrated by post jamb (Don't worry) Trying to claim indigene of a strange land (Don't worry) To pass any screenings at hand (Don't worry) Hustling day and night to pay school fees (Don't worry) Admin officers attend to you with frowns (Don't worry) Read so much and still not pass (Don't worry) Lectures beef cuz of the baby you be loving (Don't worry) Graduated but to serve is war, no call up letter (Don't worry) On extra year cause of many carryovers (Don't worry) Broke but wanna be a club boy (Don't worry) You aren't fine but wanna fuck a club boy (Don't worry) No style but wanna rock club girls (Don't worry) You in three hundred level but still a virgin (Don't worry) A graduate chick but you haven't disflowered (Don't worry) A big boy but you haven't got a babe (Don't worry) You don't read but wanna pass (Don't worry) (Chorus)