Post by J$crILLa on May 4, 2004 21:15:22 GMT -5
WHY CRY?
Hook:
why cry?, cuz ya low on dope/
so broke, and ya low on hope/
why cry?, cuz ya spent ya cash/
too fast, now ya cant get gas/
why cry?, ya wanna get high/
its dry, cant find no more lye/
Verse:
we all got problems, and most of us cant solve em/
lose loot from robbin's, so ya gotta start mobbin/
bitches start slobbin, its sad, turn to prostitution/
now womens rights get abused 'N left in confusion/
and tha men who use them, are tha worlds cowards/
im a Real Man and so Ill see these suckas devoured/
who has tha power, george Bush, an ex- crack addict/
R country needs a fix, whitehouse interns suckin dicks/
get a grip, free your mind, smoke just 2 ease tha time/
imma cease whats mine, intoxicated off da trees n wine/
believe im high, yall should see my ride, its clean inside/
but tha smell of bluntz its evident, peep my residence/
cuz theres shit goin on worse then at tha presidents/
everyone acts like they gon help, but we all so hesitant/
Hook
verse2:
im sad cuz ive lost family, ive driven' myself to insanity/
sick of tha tragedys, and of lifes daily casualties/
& catashtrophes, i guess thats how its planned to be/
my moneys abandoned me, so now im feelin down/
then i hear those soundz, sirens all over my town/
im sick of these clowns, fuck tha whole juristiction/
every blocks hot as tha kitchin, im goin on a mission/
soon all tha cops gon be missin, cuz ima kill em/
hurt em, fill em wit slugz in em til all they bloods spillin/
$crills Illin, lost my composure, but still ima soldier/
im gettin older, but the world keeps gettin colder/
why cry?- I cry- cuz I get no where even when I try/
im high, cuz who da fuck would wanna stay wide eyed/
i wanna be a millionair, but ive used all my lifelines....
hook
HOLLA!
Hook:
why cry?, cuz ya low on dope/
so broke, and ya low on hope/
why cry?, cuz ya spent ya cash/
too fast, now ya cant get gas/
why cry?, ya wanna get high/
its dry, cant find no more lye/
Verse:
we all got problems, and most of us cant solve em/
lose loot from robbin's, so ya gotta start mobbin/
bitches start slobbin, its sad, turn to prostitution/
now womens rights get abused 'N left in confusion/
and tha men who use them, are tha worlds cowards/
im a Real Man and so Ill see these suckas devoured/
who has tha power, george Bush, an ex- crack addict/
R country needs a fix, whitehouse interns suckin dicks/
get a grip, free your mind, smoke just 2 ease tha time/
imma cease whats mine, intoxicated off da trees n wine/
believe im high, yall should see my ride, its clean inside/
but tha smell of bluntz its evident, peep my residence/
cuz theres shit goin on worse then at tha presidents/
everyone acts like they gon help, but we all so hesitant/
Hook
verse2:
im sad cuz ive lost family, ive driven' myself to insanity/
sick of tha tragedys, and of lifes daily casualties/
& catashtrophes, i guess thats how its planned to be/
my moneys abandoned me, so now im feelin down/
then i hear those soundz, sirens all over my town/
im sick of these clowns, fuck tha whole juristiction/
every blocks hot as tha kitchin, im goin on a mission/
soon all tha cops gon be missin, cuz ima kill em/
hurt em, fill em wit slugz in em til all they bloods spillin/
$crills Illin, lost my composure, but still ima soldier/
im gettin older, but the world keeps gettin colder/
why cry?- I cry- cuz I get no where even when I try/
im high, cuz who da fuck would wanna stay wide eyed/
i wanna be a millionair, but ive used all my lifelines....
hook
HOLLA!
