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Nas - Gangsta Tears lyrics

Nas - Gangsta Tears

[Chorus 2X: Nas]

(I'm cryin gangsta tears) Only if you could feel my pain

(I'm cryin gangsta tears) Only if I could show you

(I'm cryin gangsta tears) Only if you was in this game

(I'm cryin gangsta tears) You'd feel the whirlwind blow you

[Nas]

My daily dose is ferocious

I smoke dope, just as strong as opium

Hopin I'm close to just breakin frustration;

speakin on podiums

Facin this cold world head-on, dead on arrivals

Young black, poor education guns crack

The gang violence done that

Nighttime, the guns blow, streets got snitches

dealers, bitches, killers and blunt smoke, clubs open

Benzes, Jeeps, dubs pokin out tires

Thugs with heat, pay security, to let them slide in

Huh, I'm at the corner driftin, sippin, Cognac

To' back, know dat soldiers is packin no secret

Though I'm broken hearted women done left me hopeless in darkness

Smokin, driftin in sickness, stand by oceans watch the sun glisten

I'm so-searchin, I'm so-hurtin

What happens when money don't make you happy

I wish this on no person

Ate at the classy places, made all my fashion statements

I got no friends I'm lonely, don't want no pity save it

[Chorus]

[Nas]

Yo, ride in the nighttime, I'm high, got on my flight suit

Hood with the night sign, dark colors on

Pull up the block my brother's on

I hug him and we blow trees (sup nigga?) Scopin for police

Guns on our hip, fiends want a fix, stumblin tricks (right here)

We left the drug game alone

Brothers is jealous cause we still call the hood our home

What could you tell us?

At funerals my eyes swell up (damn)

Look at my dog lay in the casket

Twin shotgun barrels had blasted

And rest in peace for him, is all I could whisper

as I paid respect, kissed his face and felt hard skin

It's part of God's plan, but why so many niggaz have to die?

It's crowded in this place, let the priest and pastor by

Bandana covers my eye, I'm scopin through the room

I see killers and thieves, mob bosses and goons

And yet I feel responsible when my nigga's pronounced dead

inside the hospital, I wish there's somethin I could do, but..

[Chorus]