Lyrics: Back in the days when I was just a little lad man I had strife and tribulations of life coming from my dad Bad drama caused my momma trauma, stress became an everyday lifestyle ch’all, and meanwhile Pounds of dead placements, flagrant statements Notice of an eviction from one room basements Had it on the fights that night can’t live life, had to stay clear of the tech 9’s eyesight Growin’ in the hood was no good I should take up another roof, but where? I got no loot Couldn’t make a master plan cuz the clan was the same man who ran the neighborhood news stand Indeed, greed just makes the mind bleed Some speed, others need weed just to proceed But I feed on my here thoughts Hold down forts Take pools of mynute hoops Throw down court No bluff Times are getting ruff and man tuff Trying to stay black surrounded by that crack stuff It’s plain, I remain sane but it’s in vain cuz if there’s no pain there’s no gain
No pain, no gain No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain No pain, no gain son No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain
No pain, no gain No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain No pain, no gain son No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain
You rep the year of 94 You get little more than you ask for The man from the news stand now on the corner store Children hate hop scotch, drugs are top notch A man was just murdered, volunteered for block watch To G or not to G? That’s what it seem You need cream, sold yourself the hype of a pipe dream Sin with the cash you spendin’ The new king pin Then your best friends life ends from a Mac 10 Got the fame and glory, same old story Little kids get shot in the back over territory Now your to fly to walk up in [?] I find out your boss got knocked off in a drug plot [?] and exposed ya, no one knows ya Can’t cope so you smoke with the coke that blowed you Now your just an everyday kid First day bib Front teeth knocked out in beef for what a [?] Running the slang that we are all in the same game, but even a don don gotta hang No pain, no gain
No pain, no gain No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain huh? No pain, no gain No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain
No pain, no gain huh? No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain No pain, no gain (huh) No pain, no gain
Now you got it strait But you owe 8 Going upstate, so your fake resting the hate of an inmate No smiling Clinton’s not like Rikers island If trail blow, get ready to throw for your cash flow Yo bro Watch your step in a warzone It only takes one bad rep to get your neck blown [?], Earned sometime for the phone piece Don’t give enough that you live to see your first feast Stick with a whole new click Get mad thick Never play yourself to close to a convict Be strong Don’t be soft cuz it all wrong Those who snitch catch a stitch about an inch long Maintain you brain cuz it pours when it rains But if there’s no pain there’s no gain
Uh No pain, no gain No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain huh? No pain, no gain No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain yo No pain, no gain No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain No pain no gain huh? No pain no gain
I saw this on BET jams back in '18 this song came out back in '95 this was when rap was still good and lyrical you can tell this was in the 90's because of his flow and the fashion of clothes he wore i grow up in the 1990's. The 1990s was the last best decade of hip hop, R&B and rock and rock the music was live as hell and the early 2000's was good to right after '05 or '06 that's when music want downhill R.I.P. Hip Hop.
I remember on an episode of Living Single when Synclaire met Branford Marsalis & she asked him what's his internet handle & he said Buckshot LeFonque & I was like Whoa!!
Still banging to the classics
Chulada de pieza, bien ejecutada.
The guy rapping is my homie… real cool dude.
♫blow, Branford blow♫
Who's the rapper?? So good!
dope
I bought the tape for this song and was pissed when it wasn't even on there.
One of the best remixes ever!
Hip Hop 90's forever ! peace from france .
Blow the spot like Branford Marsalis-Keith Murray, I Shot Ya (Remix) by LL Cool J
The legendary Branford Marsalis!!
When Rap City was dope!
Back when MTV and BET played so many music videos!!
'90s hip-hop at its finest!!
Such a dope cut!!
Fuck i was 10 years when this came out and I had it on a Mcdonalds Hiphop sampler CD 😀 35 now HipHop will never be the same 😀
A lotta folkss slept on these cats.. Still get regular play in my rotation
This beat with sax solo is amazing
classic
This is wicked. Does anyone know the filming location?
This is the hip hop I grew up on.
Lyrics:
Back in the days when I was just a little lad man
I had strife and tribulations of life coming from my dad
Bad drama caused my momma trauma, stress became an everyday lifestyle ch’all, and meanwhile
Pounds of dead placements, flagrant statements
Notice of an eviction from one room basements
Had it on the fights that night
can’t live life, had to stay clear of the tech 9’s eyesight
Growin’ in the hood was no good
I should take up another roof, but where?
I got no loot
Couldn’t make a master plan cuz the clan was the same man who ran the neighborhood news stand
Indeed, greed just makes the mind bleed
Some speed, others need weed just to proceed
But I feed on my here thoughts
Hold down forts
Take pools of mynute hoops
Throw down court
No bluff
Times are getting ruff and man tuff
Trying to stay black surrounded by that crack stuff
It’s plain, I remain sane but it’s in vain cuz if there’s no pain there’s no gain
No pain, no gain
No pain, no gain
you got’s to maintain
No pain, no gain son
No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain
No pain, no gain
No pain, no gain
you got’s to maintain
No pain, no gain son
No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain
You rep the year of 94
You get little more than you ask for
The man from the news stand now on the corner store
Children hate hop scotch, drugs are top notch
A man was just murdered, volunteered for block watch
To G or not to G?
That’s what it seem
You need cream, sold yourself the hype of a pipe dream
Sin with the cash you spendin’
The new king pin
Then your best friends life ends from a Mac 10
Got the fame and glory, same old story
Little kids get shot in the back over territory
Now your to fly to walk up in [?]
I find out your boss got knocked off in a drug plot
[?] and exposed ya, no one knows ya
Can’t cope so you smoke with the coke that blowed you
Now your just an everyday kid
First day bib
Front teeth knocked out in beef for what a [?]
Running the slang that we are all in the same game, but even a don don gotta hang
No pain, no gain
No pain, no gain
No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain huh?
No pain, no gain
No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain
No pain, no gain huh?
No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain
No pain, no gain (huh)
No pain, no gain
Now you got it strait
But you owe 8
Going upstate, so your fake resting the hate of an inmate
No smiling
Clinton’s not like Rikers island
If trail blow, get ready to throw for your cash flow
Yo bro
Watch your step in a warzone
It only takes one bad rep to get your neck blown
[?], Earned sometime for the phone piece
Don’t give enough that you live to see your first feast
Stick with a whole new click
Get mad thick
Never play yourself to close to a convict
Be strong
Don’t be soft cuz it all wrong
Those who snitch catch a stitch about an inch long
Maintain you brain cuz it pours when it rains
But if there’s no pain there’s no gain
Uh
No pain, no gain
No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain huh?
No pain, no gain
No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain yo
No pain, no gain
No pain, no gain you got’s to maintain
No pain no gain huh?
No pain no gain
Magnifique…. vrai hip hop…
fckn awsm.
I saw this on BET jams back in '18 this song came out back in '95 this was when rap was still good and lyrical you can tell this was in the 90's because of his flow and the fashion of clothes he wore i grow up in the 1990's. The 1990s was the last best decade of hip hop, R&B and rock and rock the music was live as hell and the early 2000's was good to right after '05 or '06 that's when music want downhill R.I.P. Hip Hop.
Lyric disponible? Tks
anyone got the lyrics to this?
This has to be the fatburger on vista and santa monica in Los Angeles.
I remember on an episode of Living Single when Synclaire met Branford Marsalis & she asked him what's his internet handle & he said Buckshot LeFonque & I was like Whoa!!
Another Salaam Remi production
#TBT
#TodaysKidsWillNeverKnow
Classic
Saw this on BET Jams last year