Letra de Man cry

[Z-Ro]
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

[Z-Ro]
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

[Z-Ro]
(what´s happening now) in the year 2006, ain´t nothing chang ed 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