Don't Cry

The first time I heard rap I was so gased

'Cause back then, you could make an album with no cash

But now adays everybody is so cool

You got niggas dropping out of school to learn pro tools

And this is all facts

I had to learn how to fall back

And stop wasting my time with small cats

They'll have you caught up in beef that you'll get killed for

Or caught up in the current, my nigga,that you ain't built for

And young jewels, getting loose with the cooch

Not understanding everything in this life started with you but

I know this life is getting kind scarey

When you only here you secondary

Man, you most necessary

And AOTP family is too strong

We hold our head high

'Cause it's been down for to long

And once you get it, don't get it and boast

Just do the knowledge, the greater the trial the greater the growth

Man up

Don't cry when the struggle aproches

Keep your self at arms reach

Away from haters and jokers

When it's time to be a man

Make your plan and face it

Things are gonna get better

Once you get out of the basement

The struggle only (?)

It lasts if you let it

The only way to overcome it

Is to shuffle through the negatives

It's the positives that allow you to proceed promptly

To react on impusles

And show your results calmly

Take it from a man that'll do for his family

More Vinnie do for Celph,(the line is: More then he do for (him)self)

Who else could understand me

The streets are watching so the option is yours

The only way to make an effect

Is ride for the cause my nigga

We gotta hang on, shorties is giving up,

The hoods broke, 'cause the government don't give a fuck

Don't waste your whole life trying to get chedder

Hold your head high and don't cry, shortie it gets better

Don't live everyday rain and hand's help

This is grown man shit, put in work for your damn self

Don't waste your whole life trying to get chedder

Hold your head high and don't cry, homie it gets better

I'm coming from a broken home

Bloody tears no cameras

No footage of dad fucking with grandma

And now my daughter get larger by the minute

Asking question like "where my daddy?" I tell her

Baby, in this life we live, theres a life to give

To a upperhand, maybe pretty soon you'll understand that

I took a sip of your Bacardi my nigga (Oops)

I was 12, you were mad, look, I'm sorry my nigga

And thanks for the party my nigga,

You threw for my birthday at parks

Nothing with ever break us apart

Now I'm much bigger, life is much clearer

Perks have been abused dumbing zanis in my syrup

'Till I've been in the grammys with a Shakira look alike

Hopes shes right, I don't wanna be a crip tonight...

Nope, hope a major label looks tonight

'Cause I don't wanna have to strong arm you and your book on tight

Call it the hood a gutter,

'Cause all they looking for is a good mother

But it ain't none of them left,

They took the good from 'em

It ain't safe no more, the street is Vietnam

The older guards (?)

Trying to keep it calm

The streets rought out here, it's tought out here

And young boys they don't give a fuck out here (Damn)

But the government the one who put the crack in hoods

We gonna start a revolution, take it back for good

And I don't give a mothafuck about the police

They the reason every single ghetto having no peace

They putting poison in the water

I don't know why

This is for the little shorties

Hold your head and don't cry

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