When Thugs Cry Lyrics

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[Chorus]How can you just leave me standin'alone in a world that's
so coldmaybe I'm just too demandin'maybe I'm just like my father too
boldmaybe I'm just like my mothershe's never satisfiedwhy do we
scream at each otherthis is what it sounds like when thugs
cry[Verse 1](yo) First off I got a seed comin'so I
won't even front like I don't need nothin'dependin' on record sales for me
to seesomethin'but if that fall back how the fuck I'm supposed to feed
little BuddenI been to jail beforeI been a bum beforebut a nigga
ain't never had a son beforeI dealt with caine and fireI done banged
with fightersbut I ain't never changeda diaperI ain't readyever
since I signed niggas been on my backlike mouse what up, when I'm gettin' on
the trackandso the hood hates mefigured they be much kinder like Joe
congradulations and we comin' right behind yaeverybody in thehood I
dapsays I'm responible for everybody in the hood that rapsthey don't
like how I do shitsay I changedI'm thesame nigga that ya'll went to
high school withafter all these years I'm still the same drug addictand
it's fucked up I'msober with them same drug habitsI still pinch, thief,
con and lie, rob, shootdifference now is I ain't highCats is
aftermeatleast I got a crew to warn meI don't like walkin' around
with this 32 on meatleast my mans is realatleast myfamily's
thereis it worth rappin'the answers yeah but I don't
know...[Chorus][Verse 2]yo I'm a
survivorI seen darker daysa mama's boy with my father's waysbut I
had to see my mom in tearswhen pop wentto the store for them newports
that he must ain't find in yearsmy little brother lives in the same
stateI ain't knowthatI got a little brotherI didn't know
thatsee I was never told thatif so I'd of been at the door with a
basketballand a kodaklove my baby moms to deathshe don't believe
thatshit I ain't never there for her to see thatdon't wannalose my
wizbeggin' her to do this bidnot jail but this music shitand I know
your family hate me but we come farjustus against the world
unarmedme and my girlfriendcome a time when your mind ain't right and
you (??)and you get usedto not being used toI'm cool with where the
lord placed mebut I hold my heat and pray I never have to take it
offsafetyI pray for all my niggas pinchin' on the curbJersey City
will get the recognition it deservesI pray for my son,he'll have genes
like mepray that he don't have to go through everything like mepray to
God to bring out the things Inever knew I had in methe rest of my mom
and dad in me (uh huh)[Chorus]