Lyrics:
Sad Stories
Intro Hook1x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Our Life Is Filled With Sad Stories, Yeah...
V1: Everyday I'm Trying To Live My Life, Too The Best Of My Life. Everywhere Theirs Black On Black Crimes, Wit Many Oppressed. Put In Jail, Stress Hell In The Cell. Yellin Please Don't Leave Me. Ruthless Young Delinquent, Caught Up In The System. Strategize His Cry's, Evil Spirits Know I'm Alone At Night. Heart Beating Cross My Chest, Only Skills I Have Is A Hustler. Streets Raised Me, My Pop's Got Shot. He Never Got The Chance To Know Me, Even Love Me. I Ran In The Streets. Adapted To The Weed, Smoking My Blunts To Kill My Misery. I Tried Praying To Yah, Seems He Don't Hear Me. My Emotions Are Mine, Simple Transitions, Altered My Way Of Living. Yeah..
Hook2x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Our Life Is Filled With Sad Stories,....
V2: It's Pain In My Community, Where I Grow Up. I See Drunks, Prostitution, Babies Walking Around Crying. Some Young Mothers Don't Give A F*ck, Maybe Yah Send Down Angels To Help Us Damn. I Wonder Why We Always Turn Too Religion, When We Get Locked Up. Man This Way Of Life Is F*ck'd, I Realize Nobody Cares. Who Got Cold Stares From The Wealth, Program Tv Shows. Who Don't Live Like Me, Shit It Push Me To The Streets. My Family Also Gotta Eat, Selling Rocks Homie. Watch Out For The Cops, Last Week We Watched. A Young Soldier Get Popped, Police Thought He Was Reaching For His Glock. For Real They Gave Him 9 Shot's, It Was So Sad His Mother Had To Fund Raise. Yeah For The Homie Casket, All Over The News. Showing How He Got Blasted,....Yeah
Hook3x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Our Life Is Filled With Sad Stories, Yeah...
V3: Times Flies When We Having Fun, Some Youth And Old Niggas So Dumb. Hard To See The Same Picture, They White Supremacy System. It's Out Too Get'cha, Our Moment Flash Before Our Future. We Stuck In The Project's No What I Mean, Our Cursed People Tatted. All Over Their Skin Dirt, Astray Like Our Ancestors, Who Lurk In Spirit. Telling Today Generation Niggas, Turn Back,....They Still Don't Hear It....Yeah.
Hook3x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Life Is Filled With Sad Stories, Yeah...
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Lyrics:
Sad Stories
Intro Hook1x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Our Life Is Filled With Sad Stories, Yeah...
V1: Everyday I'm Trying To Live My Life, Too The Best Of My Life. Everywhere Theirs Black On Black Crimes, Wit Many Oppressed. Put In Jail, Stress Hell In The Cell. Yellin Please Don't Leave Me. Ruthless Young Delinquent, Caught Up In The System. Strategize His Cry's, Evil Spirits Know I'm Alone At Night. Heart Beating Cross My Chest, Only Skills I Have Is A Hustler. Streets Raised Me, My Pop's Got Shot. He Never Got The Chance To Know Me, Even Love Me. I Ran In The Streets. Adapted To The Weed, Smoking My Blunts To Kill My Misery. I Tried Praying To Yah, Seems He Don't Hear Me. My Emotions Are Mine, Simple Transitions, Altered My Way Of Living. Yeah..
Hook2x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Our Life Is Filled With Sad Stories,....
V2: It's Pain In My Community, Where I Grow Up. I See Drunks, Prostitution, Babies Walking Around Crying. Some Young Mothers Don't Give A F*ck, Maybe Yah Send Down Angels To Help Us Damn. I Wonder Why We Always Turn Too Religion, When We Get Locked Up. Man This Way Of Life Is F*ck'd, I Realize Nobody Cares. Who Got Cold Stares From The Wealth, Program Tv Shows. Who Don't Live Like Me, Shit It Push Me To The Streets. My Family Also Gotta Eat, Selling Rocks Homie. Watch Out For The Cops, Last Week We Watched. A Young Soldier Get Popped, Police Thought He Was Reaching For His Glock. For Real They Gave Him 9 Shot's, It Was So Sad His Mother Had To Fund Raise. Yeah For The Homie Casket, All Over The News. Showing How He Got Blasted,....Yeah
Hook3x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Our Life Is Filled With Sad Stories, Yeah...
V3: Times Flies When We Having Fun, Some Youth And Old Niggas So Dumb. Hard To See The Same Picture, They White Supremacy System. It's Out Too Get'cha, Our Moment Flash Before Our Future. We Stuck In The Project's No What I Mean, Our Cursed People Tatted. All Over Their Skin Dirt, Astray Like Our Ancestors, Who Lurk In Spirit. Telling Today Generation Niggas, Turn Back,....They Still Don't Hear It....Yeah.
Hook3x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Life Is Filled With Sad Stories, Yeah...
Sad Stories
Intro Hook1x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Our Life Is Filled With Sad Stories, Yeah...
V1: Everyday I'm Trying To Live My Life, Too The Best Of My Life. Everywhere Theirs Black On Black Crimes, Wit Many Oppressed. Put In Jail, Stress Hell In The Cell. Yellin Please Don't Leave Me. Ruthless Young Delinquent, Caught Up In The System. Strategize His Cry's, Evil Spirits Know I'm Alone At Night. Heart Beating Cross My Chest, Only Skills I Have Is A Hustler. Streets Raised Me, My Pop's Got Shot. He Never Got The Chance To Know Me, Even Love Me. I Ran In The Streets. Adapted To The Weed, Smoking My Blunts To Kill My Misery. I Tried Praying To Yah, Seems He Don't Hear Me. My Emotions Are Mine, Simple Transitions, Altered My Way Of Living. Yeah..
Hook2x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Our Life Is Filled With Sad Stories,....
V2: It's Pain In My Community, Where I Grow Up. I See Drunks, Prostitution, Babies Walking Around Crying. Some Young Mothers Don't Give A F*ck, Maybe Yah Send Down Angels To Help Us Damn. I Wonder Why We Always Turn Too Religion, When We Get Locked Up. Man This Way Of Life Is F*ck'd, I Realize Nobody Cares. Who Got Cold Stares From The Wealth, Program Tv Shows. Who Don't Live Like Me, Shit It Push Me To The Streets. My Family Also Gotta Eat, Selling Rocks Homie. Watch Out For The Cops, Last Week We Watched. A Young Soldier Get Popped, Police Thought He Was Reaching For His Glock. For Real They Gave Him 9 Shot's, It Was So Sad His Mother Had To Fund Raise. Yeah For The Homie Casket, All Over The News. Showing How He Got Blasted,....Yeah
Hook3x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Our Life Is Filled With Sad Stories, Yeah...
V3: Times Flies When We Having Fun, Some Youth And Old Niggas So Dumb. Hard To See The Same Picture, They White Supremacy System. It's Out Too Get'cha, Our Moment Flash Before Our Future. We Stuck In The Project's No What I Mean, Our Cursed People Tatted. All Over Their Skin Dirt, Astray Like Our Ancestors, Who Lurk In Spirit. Telling Today Generation Niggas, Turn Back,....They Still Don't Hear It....Yeah.
Hook3x: I Know You Cry For Me, Please Don't Worry. Life Is Filled With Sad Stories, Yeah...
Writer: Tyshombe LeFlore
Copyright: Lyrics © 590232463:Tyshombe LeFlore
Copyright: Lyrics © 590232463:Tyshombe LeFlore