Z-Ro - Man Cry lyrics

I greet the Father, on my knees
With a bowed head and a humbled heart, my
Conversation is have mercy on me please
I just wanna be happy, will it come to bad
Fresh out of my mind been 27 years
And every day I've seen is sad
Even though I've tried till I've cried
I can't even stand
Feels like I've died a thousand times
But just can't make it man
Ain't nothing different about me, doing dirt
Except I've never crept up on a come up
Maybe that's why the hustling hurts
I remember just like it was yesterday, I'm 16
Can't find no love can't find no peace
I wonder what it means could it be because
I didn't choose the devil all the time
I became an outcast to the hood
Restricted to my rhyme
Why couldn't I just live my life
Without my talent making danger
Jealousy is now state jail
From friends that turned to strangers
They hate me, I don't understand why
I swear I never seen a man cry
Till it was my own eye

I'm 21
And think I finally got a grip on life
And all bills paid apartment
A step-son and a step-wife
But without a vehicle
It's kinda hard to get around
If I got weed I ride for free
If not my partners let me down
So now I'm loving to be one deep so much
I'm hating people lookin at everybody
Even babies like they Satan people
Nobody understand me
Everybody's tripping with me
Wonder why when I gotta ride
Were none of my people flipping with me
Too many haters
Trying to take a player off his game
Not trying to be ballerific
I'm just trying to have some thangs
They're just like crabs in a bucket
These people pull me down
If I didn't have so many obstacles
Think where I could be now
On MTV or BET, or in some magazine
Instead I'm stressing
Hooked on codeine headed to tragedy
Sometimes I think, it's better just to die
Because I never seen a man cry
Till it was my own eye

(what's happening now) in the year 2006
Ain't nothing changed for 'Ro
12 albums strong looking for do'
But yet I'm still po'
Now I done had and I done lost
And I done had again
On the verge of suicide
I deeply wish I had a friend
But even still a good samaritan
Is Z-Ro's way
And with that Christian attitude
I caught a homeboy case
I done took too many blows
A punching bag is how I feel
The deep depression starts to set
Sanity's outta here
I start my mission, trying to find my faith
CDC number four in name
I'm feeling oh so helpless in this place
I want revenge, it's heavy on my mind
But Aunt Sandra say don't
Fight evil with evil
Try to relax and do your time
I heard a voice
And felt there wasn't no need in acting up
Realized I wasn't at peace with God
And had to patch it up
Hopin that blessings, fall out of the sky
Z-Ro ain't never seen a man cry
Until it was his own eye