When Mama Cries
(专辑: Turn Off The Radio: The Mixtape Vol. 2: Get Free Or Die Tryin' - 2003)
Why do babies cry? Cauz they knew they were born in that violent start And my mama cried, on the
day I
was born cauz she knew I
would die Aw shit, another young brother hit They got me doin my dips and loadin my clips Bloomberg name place like shit on our lips Projects flippin, niggas is shitting on pigs It's ain't a
war where we live nomore, it's a
massacre Brothers ain't trying to ride, we in the
passenger seat And everybody just tryna eat But im tryna eat then live get high n
get free Dont tell me im deceivin myself If thas the
case I
rather meet reality now A
gun to my face than play fight with police and get shot in the
back So they can dirty my name and sprinkle some crack Tell me that's not how we gettin down We have some principals I
guess some things is diffrent now Broken promises we made to my homie's mom They killed her only son and now she cryin in my arms BE STRONG Don't cry don't cry don't cry no more Cauz it won't be long, we will survive Don't cry don't cry don't cry no more Cauz it won't be long, we're gonna ride I
cried when Tupac died, it was a
Friday We sat up that whole night, bumping Shawtay I
felt the
same way when I
lost my cousin Padre Why so many niggas had to go out the
hard way Nobody knows the
reasons we here We just surviving from day to day Caught up in the
game you have to pay to play Life is just a
series of days that fade away Everyday the
sun rises but nothing changes I
feel the
sadness, I'm tryna console his family And tell his mama that her son is still standin I
know he left you a
life that's full of pressure But in me you'll find a
piece of his spirit And as children, the
block was our prison We couldn't escape the
bid that we was given Learnin lessons, searchin for directions Clinging to the
truth, poverty kept us desperate With steady grind and with our minds on survival Had plans to build a
fam without dope or violence But in a
second, niggas is left breathless We as caught in this storm, being born as a
black men And life is tragic, my nigga's in his casket They got me loadin clips ready to bust a
cracker I
can't replace him, but I'm here to help you face it Consider me your son, 'till it's my time to face death Don't cry (don't Mama) don't cry (don't you cry) don't cry no more Cauz it won't be long, (You know that we will survive) we will survive Don't cry (don't Mama) don't cry (don't you cry) don't cry no more Cauz it won't be long, (You know that we're gonna ride) we're gonna ride Mama hold your head up high Cauz it wont be long, (You gotta be strong) we're gonna ride Mama hold your head up high It won't be long, (It won't be long) we're gonna ride Bang for change, Make the
change That's on everything It's on for life