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Hundred Reasons - Life is Crying lyrics
[Hook: NOLA & (Nina Creque)]
 Life has too many tears, too many fears (Well)
 Too many cry, too many die (Why)
 Too many weep, too many sleep while they awake
 Too many claiming to be real but too many fake (Hmmm)
 Everybody answer this, would you lie for your life (Uh huh)
 Would you die for your life (Yeah)
 Would you kill for your life (Would you)
 Would you to keep it real in your life
 [NOLA]
 Now who's saving you if you ain't saving yourself (Well)
 In the fucked up situations life's facing
 I see ya pacing
 Getting nervous, hard times at home a grown child
 Getting no relief on mama's shoulder
 Now what I advise is only cries from everybody else
 Except yourself, depending on your parents, where did you inherent
 All the poison thoughts
 All the tears through the years fucking over peers
 To get on the next niggas dick
 Now how you figure life's a bitch
 Life gave you life, quiet scared to hold your breath
 Life gives you death, death gives you truth, truth sets you free
 Yes indeed, watch as I proceed to puff the weed
 And read the Vibe that's reading me
 I can't trust the fake thugs, stab ya like a knife
 Don't need them kind of people in my life
 On the real, I hope that y'all can feel what I'm stressing
 Depressed people bring depression
[Hook}
 [NOLA]
 It's a thin line between the real and the fake
 It should be a crime if motherfuckers playa hate
 Anticipate that ho shit, with that foe shit
 Taking em' what you making em' that's bullshit, turn legitHundred Reasons - Life is Crying - http://motolyrics.com/hundred-reasons/life-is-crying-lyrics.html
 Fo' I forget, where's the gat, who got my back
 The one who caught my slack before they pass my crack
 Like Mr. Mike chats, where your love at, huh where your love at
 Now girl get that fake grin off your chin, you ain't my friend
 When I was down and low, had nowhere to go you was my foe
 Now all of a sudden everything is peaches and it's cream
 It isn't what it seems, I see you still worried about who fucking me
 I might be fucking myself, I might be fucking your daddy
 Raping his pockets badly but who's to say it's your business
 If I ain't told ya, for those who want to kno who this is
 We be NOLA
[Hook]
 [NOLA]
 I can't find a way out, blackout, lights out
 Why is it so dark in this motherfucking house
 Why is this big bald daddy we sick such a bitch
 Like I won't deny, standing outside letting the rain camouflage
 The tears I cry, why does everybody wants to go to Heaven
 But nobody wants to fucking die
 Why they try, you didn't beat the lies
 Sure to hits the skies, then you realize
 Letting this person know the longest leg between your thighs
 Pardon my frankness, by asking what you thanking
 If you think it's all a game, then ask yourself if you fucked yourself
 Or the next man, oh who this dame, I maintain
 Ducked the smiles, false grinning
 My conscience got me on the outside looking in
 Like so-called friends, who pretend
 As darling, yes y'allings, when they was calling
 When I was balling but now I've falling
[Hook: with Nina Creque ad-libs] to fade
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