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JOE BUDDEN lyrics : "When Thugs Cry"

[Chorus]
How can you just leave me standin'
alone in a world that's so cold

maybe I'm just too demandin'
maybe I'm just like my father too bold
maybe I'm just like my mother

she's never satisfied
why do we scream at each other
this 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 see

somethin'
but if that fall back how the $#&@ I'm supposed to feed little Budden
I been to jail before

I been a bum before

but a ^!$$% ain't never had a son before

I dealt with caine and fire
I done banged with fighters
but I ain't never changed

a diaper
I ain't ready
ever since I signed ^!$$%s been on my back

like mouse what up, when I'm gettin' on the track
and
so the hood hates me

figured they be much kinder like Joe congradulations and we comin' right behind ya
everybody in the
hood I dap

says I'm responible for everybody in the hood that raps
they don't like how I do %#@!
say I changed

I'm the
same ^!$$% that ya'll went to high school with
after all these years I'm still the same drug addict

and it's $#&@ed up I'm
sober with them same drug habits
I still pinch, thief, con and lie, rob, shoot

difference now is I ain't high
Cats is after
me

atleast I got a crew to warn me
I don't like walkin' around with this 32 on me
atleast my mans is real

atleast my
family's there
is it worth rappin'

the answers yeah but I don't know...

[Chorus]


[Verse 2]


yo I'm a survivor
I seen darker days
a mama's boy with my father's ways

but I had to see my mom in tears
when pop went
to the store for them newports that he must ain't find in years

my little brother lives in the same state
I ain't know
that

I got a little brother
I didn't know that
see I was never told that

if so I'd of been at the door with a basketball
and a kodak
love my baby moms to death

she don't believe that
%#@! I ain't never there for her to see that
don't wanna

lose my wiz
beggin' her to do this bid
not jail but this music %#@!
and I know your family hate me but we come far
just

us against the world unarmed
me and my girlfriend
come a time when your mind ain't right and you (??)
and you get used
to not being used to

I'm cool with where the lord placed me
but I hold my heat and pray I never have to take it off
safety
I pray for all my ^!$$%s pinchin' on the curb
Jersey City will get the recognition it deserves

I pray for my son,
he'll have genes like me
pray that he don't have to go through everything like me
pray to God to bring out the things I
never knew I had in me

the rest of my mom and dad in me (uh huh)

[Chorus]

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