"When Thugs Cry"
  [Chorus]
  How can you just leave me standin'
  alone in a world that's so cold
  maybe I'm just too demandin'
  maybe I'm just like my father too bold
  maybe I'm just like my mother
  she's never satisfied
  why do we scream at each other
  this is what it sounds like when thugs cry
    [Verse 1]
    (yo) First off I got a seed comin'
  so I won't even front like I don't need nothin'
  dependin' on record sales for me to see
  somethin'
  but if that fall back how the fuck I'm supposed to feed little Budden
  I been to jail before
  I been a bum before
    but a nigga ain't never had a son before
  I dealt with caine and fire
  I done banged with fighters
  but I ain't never changed
  a diaper
  I ain't ready
  ever since I signed niggas been on my back
  like mouse what up, when I'm gettin' on the track
  and
  so the hood hates me
  figured they be much kinder like Joe congradulations and we comin' right behind ya
  everybody in the
  hood I dap
  says I'm responible for everybody in the hood that raps
  they don't like how I do shit
  say I changed
  I'm the
  same nigga that ya'll went to high school with
  after all these years I'm still the same drug addict
  and it's fucked up I'm
  sober with them same drug habits
  I still pinch, thief, con and lie, rob, shoot
  difference now is I ain't high
  Cats is after
  me
  atleast I got a crew to warn me
  I don't like walkin' around with this 32 on me
  atleast my mans is real
  atleast my
  family's there
  is it worth rappin'
  the answers yeah but I don't know...
    [Chorus]
    [Verse 2]
    yo I'm a survivor
  I seen darker days
  a mama's boy with my father's ways
  but I had to see my mom in tears
  when pop went
  to the store for them newports that he must ain't find in years
  my little brother lives in the same state
  I ain't know
  that
  I got a little brother
  I didn't know that
  see I was never told that
  if so I'd of been at the door with a basketball
  and a kodak
  love my baby moms to death
  she don't believe that
  shit I ain't never there for her to see that
  don't wanna
  lose my wiz
  beggin' her to do this bid
  not jail but this music shit
  and I know your family hate me but we come far
  just
  us against the world unarmed
  me and my girlfriend
  come a time when your mind ain't right and you (??)
  and you get used
  to not being used to
  I'm cool with where the lord placed me
  but I hold my heat and pray I never have to take it off
  safety
  I pray for all my niggas pinchin' on the curb
  Jersey City will get the recognition it deserves
  I pray for my son,
  he'll have genes like me
  pray that he don't have to go through everything like me
  pray to God to bring out the things I
  never knew I had in me
  the rest of my mom and dad in me (uh huh)
    [Chorus]