Gangsta Tears lyrics

Artist  : Nas 
Song : Gangsta Tears



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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 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 soul-searchin, I`m soul-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]