[Hook: No more paaaiiinn, No more for my dead homiiieesss No more teaaarrsss, No more tears for to cryyyyy
Jones] Mike I Cry for my ghetto 'cause we us down Instead of helpin other we behind backs talkin down killin, jackin, stealin, for material things Takin the risk of gettin caught a hole in they brain My name is Jones and I'm on the microphone Let it be know we the we get picked on Now tell me, how am I to be feelin? When I never seen my dad my whole of livin Thats why I'm givin everything that I got to my For raisin me and my brotha through the days of No more ghetto cries here wipe away ya tears by this time next year it's gon be off this year No more ghetto cries here wipe away ya tears 'cause by time next year it's gon be off this year No more ghetto cries momma wipe away ya tears 'cause by this time next year gon be off this year
Thyra - repeat 2X] Ghetto cry, Ghetto cry, Ghetto Cryyyyyyyyy
it It's like the world colder by the minute It's niggaz in this game gotta flip boulders for some spinach Just to and put clothes on they back Niggaz in the street will kill for some fo's on they Leave holes in ya You seen the dog, po-pos still attack To of us black So I flow fo my I'm doin it the way But if I have to, I'll do it an evil way But I don't want my to cry I rather get and then book slice till my ??? to fly All I want, is drama to die Fuck I'm tryin to make sure the tires on my hummer looks fly But I hate death in fact I I never see a Black suit Unless I'm Men In Black I'm Magnificent (who?) but the world will be dat I for tomorrow just so that I can see dat
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