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I Cry

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Music

I Cry was released on March 19, 2012 by Black Spyda Records as a part of the album I Cry - Single

Song Details

AlbumI Cry - Single

Release DateMarch 19, 2012

LabelBlack Spyda Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM95

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Deablo

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Deablo

Songwriter

b spyda

Songwriter

Lyrics

My heart cries out

Hmm

Hmm

My heart cries out

Although we feel like we living in hell

Try keep a smile like we living is well

But fi tell you the truth

**** is a deal with the youths like we live in Israel

Pure innocent youths dying on air

Only see the politicians every four year

All dem want a we vote

We from them get to support, dem really don't care

Mi say, the youths dem a feel it

Yeah, the youths dem a feel it

No true we always a smile

But deep inside I cry

No tears in my eyes

But believe me, my heart cry

Fi the youths in the street

No way fi dem sleep

I cry

No tears in my eyes

But believe me, my heart cry

Ghetto living, it no sweet

Yet still we haffi do it

Still a step inna the street, still a tough it out

Still a hustle everyday, still a thug it out

If me wake without food, me a go without

Nuff man crumble under pressure, can't hold it out

Mi mother tell me from mi born say me no fi vote

All you get, a Heineken, a box of Curry Goat

Drop a G and the MP nah let you out

But dem quick fi give you gun, and quick fi sell you out

Mi say, the youths dem a feel it

Yeah, the youths dem a feel it

No true we always a smile

But deep inside I cry

No tears in my eyes

But believe me, my heart cry

Fi the youths in the street

No way fi dem sleep

I cry

No tears in my eyes

But believe me, my heart cry

Ghetto living, it no sweet

Yet still we haffi do it

Although we feel like we living in hell

Try keep a smile like we living is well

But fi tell you the truth

**** is a deal with the youths like we live in Israel

Pure innocent youths dying on air

Only see the politicians every four year

All dem want a we vote

We from them get to support, dem really don't care

Mi say, the youths dem a feel it

Yeah, the youths dem a feel it

No true we always a smile

But deep inside I cry

No tears in my eyes

But believe me, my heart cry

Fi the youths in the street

No way fi dem sleep

I cry

No tears in my eyes

But believe me, my heart cry

Ghetto living, it no sweet

Yet still we haffi do it

Written by: Deablo, b spyda

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