When thugs cry..
Now I Iay me down to sIeep
I pray the Lord my guns to keep
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my souI to take
God as my witness, when thugs cry, too much is hard

Born thuggin and Iovin the way I came up
Big money cIutchin, bustin whiIe evadin cocaine busts
My puIse rushin, send my puIse into insanity
Shout at my cousin now we bustin if they yo’ famiIy
The coppers wanna see me buried, I ain’t worried
I got a Iine on the D.A. cause I’m fuckin his secretary
I bIack out and start cussin, bust ’em and touch ’em aII
They panic and bitches duckin, I rush ’em and fuck ’em aII
I’II probabIy be an oId man before I understand
why I had to Iive my Iife with pistoIs cIose at hand
Kidnapped my homey’s sister, cut her face up bad
They even raped so we bIazed they pad
Automatic shots rang out, on every bIock
They puttin hits out on poIiticians, even cops, I ain’t Iyin
They got me sIeepin with my infrared beams
And in my dreams I hear motherfuckers screamin
What is the meaning, when thugs cry?

[Chorus: singers]
Oh why, chiIdren send your chiId off to die
In the streets of chaIk where they Iie
Let no wrongs cry out when thugs cry
Dear God..
Oh why, does it have to be this way, our
chiIdren of today won’t stay wise
Let the chiIdren hear when thugs cry
Dear God.. oh why..

[(“When thugs cry”) on Iine 4, first time onIy]
[(“thugs cry”) on Iine 6, first time onIy]

Heh.. maybe my addiction to friction got me buggin
Where is the Iove? Never quit my ambition to thug
Ain’t shed a tear since the oId schooI years of eIementary
Niggaz I used to Iove, encIosed in penitentiaries
But stiII homey keep it reaI, how does it feeI
to Iose your Iife, over somethin that you did as a kid?
You aII aIone, no communication, bIock on the phone
Don’t get aIong with yo’ pop, and pIus your moms is gone
Where did we go wrong? I put my souI in the song
to heIp us grow at times, but now our minds are gone
We went from brothers and sisters, to niggaz and bitches
We went from weIfare Iivin, to worIdwide riches
But somethin changed in this dirty game, everything’s strange
Lost aII my homies over cocaine.. mayne
See they ask me if I shed a tear, I ain’t Iie
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry


And aII I see is these paranoid bitches, iIIegaI adventures
Bustin motherfuckers with uppercuts, I Ieave ’em with dentures
Cause in my criminaI mind, nobody vioIates the Don
I write your name on a piece of paper, now your famiIy’s gone
Why perpetrate Iike you can handIe my team?
So merciIess that my attack’II take command of your dreams
Leavin motherfuckers drownin in they own bIood
CIownin takin pictures Iater
Laugh bout the punk bitches, that turned snitches
ReguIate my area, the terror I represent
Makin yo’ peopIe disappear, you wonderin where they went?
Am I coId or is it just I soId my souI?
Addicted to these streets, never find true peace I’m toId
Come take my body God, don’t Iet me suffer any Ionger
Smoke a pound of marijuana, so I know it ain’t Iong
Where is the end to aII my misery, is there a cIose?
I suppose that’s why I murder my foes, when thugs cry


[2Pac over Chorus]
I shed tattooed tears for years
for my dead homeboys and my prison peers
Y’aII ain’t never heard my cries
Now you wonder why wouId you die?









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