Nas - Gangsta Tears lyrics

Nas

Nas [Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones] Brooklyn, NYC, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Nas - Gangsta Tears lyrics]

(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
(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

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

(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
(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

Yo, ride in the nighttime, I'm high
Got on my flight suit
Hood with the Nike 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 Barkin
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 niggas 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

(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
(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

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