Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When Thugz Cry, artist - 2Pac. Album song Until The End Of Time, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Amaru Entertainment
Song language: English
When Thugz Cry |
When thugs cry. |
Now I lay me down to sleep |
I pray the Lord my guns to keep |
If I die before I wake |
I pray the Lord my soul to take |
Got us dying; |
when thugs cry, times is hard |
Born thuggin and lovin the way I came up Big money clutchin, bustin while evadin cocaine busts |
My pulse rushin, semi clutchin into insanity |
They shot at my cousin, now we bustin at they whole family |
The coppers wanna see me buried, I ain’t worried |
I got a line on the D.A. |
cause I’m fuckin his secretary |
I black out and start cussin, bust 'em and touch 'em all |
They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em all |
I’ll probably be an old man before I understand |
why I had to live my life with pistols close at hand |
Kidnapped my homey’s sister, cut her face up bad |
They even raped her so we blazed they pad |
Automatic shots rang out, on every block |
They puttin hits out on politicians, even cops, I ain’t lyin |
They got me sleepin with my infrared beams |
And in my dreams I hear motherfuckers screamin |
What is the meaning, when thugs cry? |
Oh why, should you send your child off to die |
In the streets of chalk where they lie |
Let no wrongs cry out when thugs cry |
Dear God. |
Oh why, does it have to be this way, our |
children of today won’t stay wise |
Let the children hear when thugs cry |
Dear God. |
oh why. |
Heh. |
maybe my addiction to friction got me buggin |
Where is the love? |
Never quit my ambition to thug |
Ain’t shed a tear since the old school years of elementary |
Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries |
But still homey keep it real, how does it feel |
to lose your life, over somethin that you did as a kid? |
You all alone, no communication, block on the phone |
Don’t get along with yo’pop, and plus your moms is gone |
Where did we go wrong? |
I put my soul in the song |
to help us grow in time, but now our minds are gone |
We went from brothers and sisters, to niggaz and bitches |
We went from welfare livin, to worldwide riches |
But somethin changed in this dirty game, everything’s strange |
Lost all my homies over cocaine. |
mayne |
See they ask me if I shed a tear, I ain’t lie |
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry |
And all I see is these paranoid bitches, illegal adventures |
Bustin motherfuckers with uppercuts, I leave 'em with dentures |
Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the Don |
I write your name on a piece of paper, now your family’s gone |
Why perpetrate like you can handle my team? |
So merciless in my attack I take command of your dreams |
Leavin motherfuckers drownin in they own blood |
Clownin takin pictures later |
Laugh bout the punk bitches, that turned snitches |
Regulate my area, the terror I represent |
Makin yo’people disappear, you wonderin where they went? |
Am I cold or is it just I sold my soul? |
Addicted to these streets, never find true peace I’m told |
Come take my body God, don’t let me suffer any longer |
Smoke a pound of marijuana, so I know it ain’t long |
Where is the end to all my misery, is there a close? |
I suppose that’s why I murder my foes, when thugs cry |
I shed tattooed tears for years |
for my dead homeboys and my prison peers |
Y’all ain’t never heard my cries |
Now you wonder why would you die? |