Testo Man Cry - Scarface
Testo della canzone Man Cry (Scarface), tratta dall'album My Homies, Pt. 2
King of the Ghetto
What's up, 'Face
Big homie
I greet the Father on my knees
With a bowed head and a humbled heart
My conversation is, "Have mercy on me, please"
I just wanna be happy, will it come to pass?
Fresh outta my mind, been twenty-seven years
And every day I've seen is sad
Even though I've tried 'til I've cried, I can't even stand
Feels like I've died a thousand times but just can't make it, man
Ain't nothin' different about me doin' dirt
Except I've never crept up on a come-up
Maybe that's why the hustlin' hurts
I remember just like it was yesterday, I'm sixteen
Can't find no love, can't find no peace
I wonder what it mean
Could it be because I didn't choose the devil all the time?
I became an outcast to the hood, restricted to my rhyme
Why couldn't I just live my life without my talent makin' danger?
Jealousy is now state jail from friends that turn to strangers
They hate me, I don't understand why
I swear I never seen a man cry until it was my own eye
I'm twenty-one and think I finally got a grip on life
All bills paid, apartment, a stepson and a stepwife
But without a vehicle, it's kind of hard to get around
If I got weed, I ride for free, if not, my partners let me down
So now I'm lovin' to be one-deep, so much I'm hatin' people
Lookin' at everybody, even babies, like they Satan people
Nobody understand me, everybody's trippin' with me
Wonder why when I gotta ride, when none of my people flippin' with me
Too many haters tryna take a player out this game
Not tryna be ballerific, I'm just tryna have some things
It's just like crabs in a bucket, these people pull me down
If I didn't have so many obstacles, think where I could be now
On MTV or BET or in some magazine
Instead, I'm stressin', hooked on codeine, headed to tragedy
Sometimes I think it's better just to die
Because I never seen a man cry until it was my own eye
What's happenin' now?
In the year 2000 (Six), ain't nothin' change for 'Ro
Twelve albums strong, lookin' for dough, and yet I'm still poor
Now I done had and I done lost and I done had again
On the verge of suicide, I deeply wish I had a friend
But even still, a good Samaritan is Z-Ro's way
And with that Christian attitude, I caught a homeboy case
I done took too many blows, a punching bag is how I feel
The deep depression starts to set, sanity's outta here
I start my mission tryna find my faith
CDC number for a name, I'm feelin' oh so helpless in this place
I want revenge, it's heavy on my mind
But as Sandra say, "Don't fight evil with evil"
Try to relax and do your time
I heard a voice say, "Filthy, wasn't no need in actin' up"
Realized I wasn't at peace with God and had to patch it up
Hopin' that blessings fall out of the sky
Z-Ro ain't ever seen a man cry until it was his own eye
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