When cry Now I lay me down to I pray the my guns to keep If I die I wake I pray the Lord my to take God is gone, thugs cry, too much is hard
Born thuggin' and lovin' the way I up Big money clutchin', bustin' while cocaine busts My pulse rushin', send my pulses into Shout at my cousin now we bustin' if they yo' The wanna see me buried, I ain't worried I got a line on the DA 'cause I'm fuckin' his I black out and start cussin', bust 'em and 'em all panic and bitches duckin', I rush 'em and fuck 'em all
I'll probably be an old man before I why Why I had to live my life with close at hand my homie's sister, cut her face up bad They even raped so we they pad Automatic shots out, on every block They puttin' hits out on politicians, even cops, I lyin' got me sleepin' with my infrared beams And in my I hear motherfuckers screamin' What is the meaning, when cry?
Oh why, children send your off to die In the streets of chalk where lie Let no cry out when thugs cry God Oh why, does it to be this way Our of today won't stay wise Let the hear when thugs cry God, oh why
Heh, my addiction to friction got me buggin' Where is the love? never my ambition to thug Ain't shed a tear since the old school of elementary Niggaz I used to love, in penitentiaries But still homie keep it real, how it feel To your life, over somethin' that you did as a kid? You all alone, no communication, on the phone get along with yo' Pop, and plus your Moms is gone
Where did we go wrong? I put my soul in the To help us grow at times, but now our minds are We went from brothers and sisters, to and bitches We went from welfare livin', to worldwide But changed in this dirty game, everything's strange all my homies over cocaine, man See they ask me if I shed a tear, I lie See you gotta get high or die, even thugs cry
Oh why, send your child off to die In the streets of chalk where lie Let no wrongs cry out thugs cry God Oh why, does it to be this way Our children of today stay wise Let the children when thugs cry God, oh why
And all I see is these paranoid bitches, adventures Bustin' with uppercuts, I leave 'em with dentures 'Cause in my mind, nobody violates the Don I write your on a piece of paper, now your family's gone Why perpetrate like you can my team? So merciless that my take command of your dreams Leavin drownin' in they own blood Clownin' takin' pictures Laugh bout the punk bitches, turned snitches
Regulate my area, the terror I Makin yo' people disappear, you wonderin' they went? Am I cold or is it just I my soul? to these streets, never find true peace I'm told Come take my 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 a close? I suppose that's why I murder my foes, thugs cry
Oh why, send your child off to die In the streets of chalk where lie Let no wrongs cry out when cry God Oh why, does it have to be way Our children of today stay wise Let the children hear when cry God, oh why
Oh why, send your child off to die In the streets of chalk where lie Let no wrongs cry out thugs cry God Oh why, it have to be this way Our children of won't stay wise Let the children hear when cry God, oh why