Gangsta Tears Lyrics - Soundtrack Exclusives & Rarities - Nas

[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 

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[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 

I got no friends I'm lonely, don't want no pity save it 

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[Chorus] 

[Nas] 

Yo, ride in the nighttime, I'm high, got on my flight suit 

Hood with the night 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 for him, 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 niggaz 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. 

[Chorus]