Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Life Is Crying, artist - Nola.
Date of issue: 28.07.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Life Is Crying |
In the fucked up situations life’s facing |
I see ya pacing |
Getting nervous, hard times at home a grown child |
Getting no relief on mama’s shoulder |
Now what I advise is only cries from everybody else |
Except yourself, depending on your parents, where did you inherent |
All the poison thoughts |
All the tears through the years fucking over peers |
To get on the next niggas dick |
Now how you figure life’s a bitch |
Life gave you life, quiet scared to hold your breath |
Life gives you death, death gives you truth, truth sets you free |
Yes indeed, watch as I proceed to puff the weed |
And read the Vibe that’s reading me |
I can’t trust the fake thugs, stab ya like a knife |
Don’t need them kind of people in my life |
On the real, I hope that y’all can feel what I’m stressing |
Depressed people bring depression |
[Hook} |
It’s a thin line between the real and the fake |
It should be a crime if motherfuckers playa hate |
Anticipate that ho shit, with that foe shit |
Taking em' what you making em' that’s bullshit, turn legit |
Fo' I forget, where’s the gat, who got my back |
The one who caught my slack before they pass my crack |
Like Mr. Mike chats, where your love at, huh where your love at |
Now girl get that fake grin off your chin, you ain’t my friend |
When I was down and low, had nowhere to go you was my foe |
Now all of a sudden everything is peaches and it’s cream |
It isn’t what it seems, I see you still worried about who fucking me |
I might be fucking myself, I might be fucking your daddy |
Raping his pockets badly but who’s to say it’s your business |
If I ain’t told ya, for those who want to kno who this is |
We be NOLA |
I can’t find a way out, blackout, lights out |
Why is it so dark in this motherfucking house |
Why is this big bald daddy we sick such a bitch |
Like I won’t deny, standing outside letting the rain camouflage |
The tears I cry, why does everybody wants to go to Heaven |
But nobody wants to fucking die |
Why they try, you didn’t beat the lies |
Sure to hits the skies, then you realize |
Letting this person know the longest leg between your thighs |
Pardon my frankness, by asking what you thanking |
If you think it’s all a game, then ask yourself if you fucked yourself |
Or the next man, oh who this dame, I maintain |
Ducked the smiles, false grinning |
My conscience got me on the outside looking in |
Like so-called friends, who pretend |
As darling, yes y’allings, when they was calling |
When I was balling but now I’ve falling |
to fade |