Lyric Crutch
[Chorus]
You are not alone cause I m going through this thing with you
You don t have to cry no more
If we make it through this pain, promise I m gon keep it real with you
You don t have to cry no more
[Boondox] I remember bein broke with no record deal
[Kalage] Broke with no job
[B] Too broke to smoke dope
[K] Man, times so hard
I wanna take my own life
[B] That s what pain do to you
[K] But I m too broke to even die
[B] I couldn t afford a funeral
[K] I m too broke to spend time
[B] Y all don t know how it feel
I could ve been a metal welder
[K] Cause I know how to steel (steal)
[B] Naw, I ain t braggin, I m just keepin it real
I was so broke my wet dream was bout eatin a meal
[K] Man I been homeless
[B] You ever spent the night in the grass?
[K] With ants and mesquitos
[B] While they bitin ya ass
[K] My best friend got shot nine times for nothin
He was all I had, we used to lie and say we was cousins
[B] Even momma turned her back on me, wouldn t look me in my face
I m a disgrace to my folks...
[K] Cause I ain t graduate?
[B] I ain t have nobody
[K] Man, I wish I was dead
[B] I was alone so I turned to God and he said
[Chorus]
[Boondox]
As far as I remember, I been in high school ever since elementary
Since the fifth I been twistin spliffs and hittin the weed
My eyes went through menestration every day in the summer
At age six, my piss could crank up a Hummer
Had a hooker mom, like Alfred she Hitchcock
Bumped dad, cause when he visit it was like a pit stop
I lived knock hard, like Jay-Z, boy ya won
Things got harder, at age eighteen, I bought a gun
A three-eighty caliber, for street crazy scavengers
Tryna take my ??, I ll turn your hat lavender
Sacks of herb in my pocket I smoke eventually
Supposed to be sellin em, but it s hard to give em away
Livin the day for tomorrow, so on the down-low
I used beats and rhymes, why not, look at me now
From flippin dimes, playin get like me to get a dollar
To ridin on my own twenties in my Impala, I ain t cryin
[Chorus]
[Kalage]
Well, I been hearin a lotta people say that blood s thicker than water
Well answer this then, which would you swallow?
I said that to say, it don t matter, friend or kin
Shawn ain t my cousin but he here through thick and thin
[B] OK, I came up but all the faith folks came down
[K] The script flip flopped
[B] Now the game changed round
Everybody wanna chill now, in my grill now
Now my smile ice cold, white gold like whooooooaaaa!
[Chorus 4x]
You are not alone cause I m going through this thing with you
You don t have to cry no more
If we make it through this pain, promise I m gon keep it real with you
You don t have to cry no more
[Boondox] I remember bein broke with no record deal
[Kalage] Broke with no job
[B] Too broke to smoke dope
[K] Man, times so hard
I wanna take my own life
[B] That s what pain do to you
[K] But I m too broke to even die
[B] I couldn t afford a funeral
[K] I m too broke to spend time
[B] Y all don t know how it feel
I could ve been a metal welder
[K] Cause I know how to steel (steal)
[B] Naw, I ain t braggin, I m just keepin it real
I was so broke my wet dream was bout eatin a meal
[K] Man I been homeless
[B] You ever spent the night in the grass?
[K] With ants and mesquitos
[B] While they bitin ya ass
[K] My best friend got shot nine times for nothin
He was all I had, we used to lie and say we was cousins
[B] Even momma turned her back on me, wouldn t look me in my face
I m a disgrace to my folks...
[K] Cause I ain t graduate?
[B] I ain t have nobody
[K] Man, I wish I was dead
[B] I was alone so I turned to God and he said
[Chorus]
[Boondox]
As far as I remember, I been in high school ever since elementary
Since the fifth I been twistin spliffs and hittin the weed
My eyes went through menestration every day in the summer
At age six, my piss could crank up a Hummer
Had a hooker mom, like Alfred she Hitchcock
Bumped dad, cause when he visit it was like a pit stop
I lived knock hard, like Jay-Z, boy ya won
Things got harder, at age eighteen, I bought a gun
A three-eighty caliber, for street crazy scavengers
Tryna take my ??, I ll turn your hat lavender
Sacks of herb in my pocket I smoke eventually
Supposed to be sellin em, but it s hard to give em away
Livin the day for tomorrow, so on the down-low
I used beats and rhymes, why not, look at me now
From flippin dimes, playin get like me to get a dollar
To ridin on my own twenties in my Impala, I ain t cryin
[Chorus]
[Kalage]
Well, I been hearin a lotta people say that blood s thicker than water
Well answer this then, which would you swallow?
I said that to say, it don t matter, friend or kin
Shawn ain t my cousin but he here through thick and thin
[B] OK, I came up but all the faith folks came down
[K] The script flip flopped
[B] Now the game changed round
Everybody wanna chill now, in my grill now
Now my smile ice cold, white gold like whooooooaaaa!
[Chorus 4x]
