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Crooked I - Gangsta's Cry lyrics
So many memories I don't understand 
They got me weak in the knees like I don't wanna stand 
I try to snap back like a rubberband 
But flashbacks got another plan 
To bury this rap cat under land 
My closest aunt fell victim to a mad man 
He rapped her he stabbed her he through her in the trash can 
In Tulsa Oklahoma da home of the GAP ban 
they buried Charlene boomie 
My biggest rap fan 
I cant express how much I miss the time I spent with you 
God why they have to kill my mamas twin sister 
Niqqa you lucky cops sent you to jail 
Cuz I was comin to send you to hell 
After my choppers wings split you 
I was jus a shorty when my cousin Bobby died 
A star runnin back from Long Beaches probably high 
His friend and his wife set off the drama right 
He caught them in bed which let to his homicide 
Right on his death bed prepared to die 
He wrote a song for his wife 
The title That's Not A Far Goodbye 
Cuz goddamn is not a fair goodbye 
Young or not 
Guns I woulda popped for you 
Where was i? 
I cant forget my Aunt Zeb 
Since you left I been missin you 
And I will til my last breath 
Why do so many loved ones have to meet a fast death 
They wanted me to succeed how can I half step? 
Look up in the sky, tears in my eyes 
Its hard to say goodbye even gangstas cry 
Im in a dark room talkin to pictures 
Too many loved ones lost and I miss ya god knows that I miss ya 
And even though im strong, now that your gone 
Its hard to carry on even Gangstas cry Crooked I - Gangsta's Cry - http://motolyrics.com/crooked-i/gangstas-cry-lyrics.html
Late at night I get lost in the Scriptures 
Wish I could dig off in your coffin and get ya I miss ya 
I put my pain on paper 
Theres nothing else I can do to remove it 
My music is therapeutic if I don't use it I lose it 
Its so easy to pick up liquor and abuse it 
When life is confusing you on a way that you need to view shit 
I look at my gun and think of my buddies Leak and Bloody 
Cuz this is the same demon that took my people from me 
A lot of my homies was killed over illegal money 
I lost so many to bangin dat it aint even funny 
Its Cookie, its Ramon, its Charles, too many to name 
Its solemn and shane, its pain in memories lane 
It's a shame when obituaries stack thicker than dictionaries 
I question is my mind mentally sane 
My uncle LeRoy is gone, god let em in, he was more of a father 
figure than His brother ever been 
Look at my brain its like the head of a veteran 
I fight more pain than Excedrin medicine ever did 
I cant sleep my nightmares are comin unannounced 
I dream about people I love cuz im runnin elf 
Is rap lyrics my therapy they don't wanna bounce 
Its trapped spirits im thinkin my minds a haunted house 
Sometimes I pray to my creator til my knees hurt 
I need work, my granny use to say I need church 
This is for my people beneath dirt 
We makin songs gettin tattoos and rockin 
Rest In peace t-shirts 
Look up in the sky, tears in my eyes 
Its hard to say goodbye even gangstas cry 
Im in a dark room talkin to pictures 
Too many loved ones lost and I miss ya god knows that I miss ya 
And even though im strong, now that your gone 
Its hard to carry on even Gangstas cry 
Late at night I get lost in the Scriptures 
Wish I could dig off in your coffin and get ya I miss ya








