[Chorus 2X: Nas]
(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
[Nas]
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