When cry Now I lay me down to I pray the my guns to keep If I die I wake I the Lord my soul to take God is gone, when cry, too much is hard
Born thuggin' and the way I came up Big money clutchin', bustin' evadin' cocaine busts My rushin', send my pulses into insanity Shout at my cousin now we if they yo' family The coppers see me buried, I ain't worried I got a line on the DA 'cause I'm his secretary I out and start cussin', bust 'em and touch 'em all panic and bitches duckin', I rush 'em and fuck 'em all
I'll probably be an old man I understand why Why I had to live my life pistols close at hand Kidnapped my homie's sister, cut her up bad They even raped so we blazed pad Automatic shots rang out, on block They puttin' out on politicians, even cops, I ain't lyin' got me sleepin' with my infrared beams And in my dreams I hear motherfuckers What is the meaning, when cry?
Oh why, send your child off to die In the streets of where they lie Let no wrongs cry out thugs cry God Oh why, does it to be this way Our children of today won't wise Let the children hear when cry God, oh why
Heh, maybe my addiction to got me buggin' Where is the never quit my ambition to thug Ain't shed a tear the old school years of elementary I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries But still homie keep it real, how it feel To lose your life, over that you did as a kid? You all alone, no communication, block on the get along with yo' Pop, and plus your Moms is gone
Where did we go I put my soul in the song To help us grow at times, but now our are gone We went from brothers and sisters, to and bitches We went from livin', to worldwide riches But somethin' in this dirty game, everything's strange Lost all my homies cocaine, man See they ask me if I a tear, I ain't lie See you gotta get or die, 'cause even thugs cry
Oh why, children your child off to die In the streets of chalk they lie Let no wrongs cry out thugs cry God Oh why, does it have to be way Our children of won't stay wise Let the hear when thugs cry God, oh why
And all I see is paranoid bitches, illegal adventures Bustin' motherfuckers with uppercuts, I 'em with dentures in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don I write your name on a of paper, now your family's gone Why like you can handle my team? So that my attack'll take command of your dreams Leavin motherfuckers drownin' in they own Clownin' pictures later Laugh bout the punk bitches, that turned
Regulate my area, the terror I Makin yo' people disappear, you wonderin' where went? Am I cold or is it I sold my soul? to these streets, never find true peace I'm told Come my body God, don't let me suffer any longer Smoke a pound of Marijuana, so I know it ain't Where is the end to all my misery, is there a I suppose that's why I murder my foes, when cry
Oh why, children send your off to die In the streets of chalk they lie Let no wrongs cry out when cry God Oh why, it have to be this way Our children of today won't stay Let the children hear thugs cry God, oh why
Oh why, send your child off to die In the streets of chalk they lie Let no cry out when thugs cry God Oh why, it have to be this way Our of today won't stay wise Let the children when thugs cry God, oh why