When Thugs Cry

<br>[Chorus]</i><br><br>How can you just leave me standin`<br><br>alone in a world that`s so cold<br><br>maybe I`m just too demandin`<br><br>maybe I`m just like my father too bold<br><br>maybe I`m just like my mother<br><br>she`s never satisfied<br><br>why do we scream at each other<br><br>this is what it sounds like when thugs cry<br><br><br><br>[Verse 1]</i><br><br><br><br>(yo) First off I got a seed comin`<br><br>so I won`t even front like I don`t need nothin`<br><br>dependin` on record sales for me to see<br><br>somethin`<br><br>but if that fall back how the fuck I`m supposed to feed little Budden<br><br>I been to jail before<br><br>I been a bum before<br><br><br><br>but a nigga ain`t never had a son before<br><br>I dealt with caine and fire<br><br>I done banged with fighters<br><br>but I ain`t never changed<br><br>a diaper<br><br>I ain`t ready<br><br>ever since I signed niggas been on my back<br><br>like mouse what up, when I`m gettin` on the track<br><br>and<br><br>so the hood hates me<br><br>figured they be much kinder like Joe congradulations and we comin` right behind ya<br><br>everybody in the<br><br>hood I dap<br><br>says I`m responible for everybody in the hood that raps<br><br>they don`t like how I do shit<br><br>say I changed<br><br>I`m the<br><br>same nigga that ya`ll went to high school with<br><br>after all these years I`m still the same drug addict<br><br>and it`s fucked up I`m<br><br>sober with them same drug habits<br><br>I still pinch, thief, con and lie, rob, shoot<br><br>difference now is I ain`t high<br><br>Cats is after<br><br>me<br><br>atleast I got a crew to warn me<br><br>I don`t like walkin` around with this 32 on me<br><br>atleast my mans is real<br><br>atleast my<br><br>family`s there<br><br>is it worth rappin`<br><br>the answers yeah but I don`t know...<br><br><br><br>[Chorus]</i><br><br><br><br>[Verse 2]</i><br><br><br><br>yo I`m a survivor<br><br>I seen darker days<br><br>a mama`s boy with my father`s ways<br><br>but I had to see my mom in tears<br><br>when pop went<br><br>to the store for them newports that he must ain`t find in years<br><br>my little brother lives in the same state<br><br>I ain`t know<br><br>that<br><br>I got a little brother<br><br>I didn`t know that<br><br>see I was never told that<br><br>if so I`d of been at the door with a basketball<br><br>and a kodak<br><br>love my baby moms to death<br><br>she don`t believe that<br><br>shit I ain`t never there for her to see that<br><br>don`t wanna<br><br>lose my wiz<br><br>beggin` her to do this bid<br><br>not jail but this music shit<br><br>and I know your family hate me but we come far<br><br>just<br><br>us against the world unarmed<br><br>me and my girlfriend<br><br>come a time when your mind ain`t right and you (??)<br><br>and you get used<br><br>to not being used to<br><br>I`m cool with where the lord placed me<br><br>but I hold my heat and pray I never have to take it off<br><br>safety<br><br>I pray for all my niggas pinchin` on the curb<br><br>Jersey City will get the recognition it deserves<br><br>I pray for my son,<br><br>he`ll have genes like me<br><br>pray that he don`t have to go through everything like me<br><br>pray to God to bring out the things I<br><br>never knew I had in me<br><br>the rest of my mom and dad in me (uh huh)<br><br><br><br>[Chorus]</i><br><br><br>[Thanks to badazzdominican@yahoo.com for these lyrics]</i>