Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Song Cry, artist - Jay-Z.
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Song language: English
Song Cry |
The most incredible baby |
Uhh — mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm |
Yeah, yeah. |
uhh |
I can’t see 'em comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
I can’t see 'em comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
Good dudes — I know you love me like cooked food |
Even though a nigga got move like a crook move |
We was together on the block since free lunch |
We shoulda been together havin 4 Seasons brunch |
We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather |
So now we travel first class to change the forecast |
Never in bunches, just me and you |
I loved your point of view cause you held no punches |
Still I left you for months on end |
It’s been months since I checked back in Well somewhere in a small town, somewhere lockin a mall down |
Woodgrain, four and change, Armor All’d down |
I can understand why you want a divorce now |
Though I can’t let you know it, pride won’t let me show it Pretend to be heroic, that’s just one to grow with |
But deep inside a nigga so sick |
I can’t see 'em comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
I can’t see 'em comin down my eyes |
So I gotta let the song cry |
I can’t see it comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
I can’t see it comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
On repeat, the CD of Big’s Me and My Bitch |
Watchin Bonnie and Clyde, pretendin to be that shit |
Empty gun in your hand sayin, Let me see that clip |
Shoppin sprees, pull out your Visa quick |
A nigga had very bad credit, you helped me lease that whip |
You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6 |
We was so happy poor but when we got rich |
That’s when our signals got crossed, and we got flipped |
Rather mine, I don’t know what made me leave that shit |
Made me speed that quick, let me see — that’s it It was the cheese helped them bitches get amnesia quick |
I used to cut up they buddies, now they sayin they love me Used to tell they friends I was ugly and wouldn’t touch me Then I showed up in that dubbed out buggy |
And then they got fussy and they don’t remember that |
And I don’t remember you. |
I can’t see it comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
I can’t see it comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
Yeah I seen 'em comin down your eyes |
But I gotta make the song cry |
I can’t see it comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
A face of stone, was shocked on the other end of the phone |
Word back home is that you had a special friend |
So what was oh so special then? |
You have given away without gettin at me That’s your fault, how many times you forgiven me? |
How was I to know that you was plain sick of me? |
I know the way a nigga livin was whack |
But you don’t get a nigga back like that! |
Shit I’m a man with pride, you don’t do shit like that |
You don’t just pick up and leave and leave me sick like that |
You don’t throw away what we had, just like that |
I was just fuckin them girls, I was gon’get right back |
They say you can’t turn a bad girl good |
But once a good girl’s goin bad, she’s gone forever. |
And more forever |
Shit I gotta live with the fact I did you wrong forever |
I can’t see 'em comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
I can’t see 'em comin down my eyes |
So I gotta let the song cry |
I know I seen 'em comin down your eyes |
But I gotta make the song cry |
I can’t see 'em comin down my eyes |
So I gotta make the song cry |
It’s fucked up girl. |