Lirik Lagu Gangsta Tears - Nas
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[Chorus 2X: Nas](I'm cryin gangsta tears) Only a few can 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 ferociousI smoke dope, just as strong as opiumHopin I'm close to just breakin frustration;speakin on podiumsFacin this cold world head-on, dead on arrivalsYoung black, poor education guns crackThe gang violence done thatNighttime, the guns blow, streets got snitchesdealers, bitches, killers and blunt smoke, clubs openBenzes, Jeeps, dubs pokin out tiresThugs with heat, pay security, to let them slide inHuh, I'm at the corner driftin, sippin, CognacTo' back, know dat soldiers is packin no secretThough I'm broken hearted women done left me hopeless in darknessSmokin, driftin in sickness, stand by oceans watch the sun glistenI'm soul-searchin, I'm soul-hurtinWhat happens when money don't make you happyI wish this on no personAte at the classy places, made all my fashion statementsI 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 suitHood with the night sign, dark colors onPull up the block my brother's onI hug him and we blow trees (sup nigga?) Scopin for policeGuns on our hip, fiends want a fix, stumblin tricks (right here)We left the drug game aloneBrothers is jealous cause we still call the hood our homeWhat could you tell us?At funerals my eyes swell up (damn)Look at my dog lay in the casketTwin shotgun barrels had blastedAnd rest in peace for him, is all I could whisperas I paid respect, kissed his face and felt hard skinIt'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 byBandana covers my eye, I'm scopin through the roomI see killers and thieves, mob bosses and goonsAnd yet I feel responsible when my nigga's pronounced deadinside the hospital, I wish there's somethin I could do, but..
[Chorus]
[Nas]My daily dose is ferociousI smoke dope, just as strong as opiumHopin I'm close to just breakin frustration;speakin on podiumsFacin this cold world head-on, dead on arrivalsYoung black, poor education guns crackThe gang violence done thatNighttime, the guns blow, streets got snitchesdealers, bitches, killers and blunt smoke, clubs openBenzes, Jeeps, dubs pokin out tiresThugs with heat, pay security, to let them slide inHuh, I'm at the corner driftin, sippin, CognacTo' back, know dat soldiers is packin no secretThough I'm broken hearted women done left me hopeless in darknessSmokin, driftin in sickness, stand by oceans watch the sun glistenI'm soul-searchin, I'm soul-hurtinWhat happens when money don't make you happyI wish this on no personAte at the classy places, made all my fashion statementsI 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 suitHood with the night sign, dark colors onPull up the block my brother's onI hug him and we blow trees (sup nigga?) Scopin for policeGuns on our hip, fiends want a fix, stumblin tricks (right here)We left the drug game aloneBrothers is jealous cause we still call the hood our homeWhat could you tell us?At funerals my eyes swell up (damn)Look at my dog lay in the casketTwin shotgun barrels had blastedAnd rest in peace for him, is all I could whisperas I paid respect, kissed his face and felt hard skinIt'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 byBandana covers my eye, I'm scopin through the roomI see killers and thieves, mob bosses and goonsAnd yet I feel responsible when my nigga's pronounced deadinside the hospital, I wish there's somethin I could do, but..
[Chorus]
