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Текст песни Joe Budden - When Thugs Cry

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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][Thanks to badazzdominican@yahoo.com for these lyrics]

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