Chingy - A Shoulder to Cry On

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I got a shoulder to cry on when ya hurt
right after you done did yo mutha f**kin dirt
The time ain't not fit the crime
but suicide's not the key
reachin' out to my brothas an' othas jus' like me

Somebody lend me a shoulder to cry on
Lay ya head on me
I'll be right there where you need

Sometimes I feel stressed out but (they ain?) drinkin' quarts
keep my chest out
many ways of the world keep me swirled on what's the best route
maybe I died young and cookin' provide none
plenty hustle for fake not to own an ride, dumb
The world is all game do small thangs get small change
lace up ya shoes make moves an' let ya balls hang
too many sit back an say how did he git that
The first to have they hand out but last to have they shit crack
without a warnin, you could die tonight an be without a mournin
The sun don't shine all the time nigga without a stormin
smokin' to maintain tryin' to come up off knot
a damn thang, it's a damn shame it's fun to get done in this damn game
so I cry on to get my high on
and the prize but I got my eye on do for self what I rely on shows

I got a shoulder to cry on when ya hurt
right after you done did yo mutha f**kin dirt
The time ain't not fit the crime
but suicide's not the key
reachin' out to my brothas an' othas jus' like me

Stop the pain, please Lord, try ta stop the pain
police out to get us
no way they could stop the game
got Capone, talk to 'em on prom night
said he need some herb, tell 'em stay calm right
I feelin' side effects his olda brotha engaged
the cell jail tells sorry for not sendin' no mail ale
van Gogh wus up wit ja boy fos up
hit 9 times ima rhyme fo miss blatant crimes
y'all know what y'all be doin
play the role of a G
word out ta git ya
a century no history
the penitentiary not meant for me so I can't go
not meant for you you chose to go but times move slow
don't ever see me it's gettin' older, behold the
sorrow tomorrow I got a shoulder
man so what you think they in there an we out here is gravy
you crazy
the population reslavery
did I forget to rhyme I didn't try to
my partner (cuffs me?) down to die too an ride through
let ya time pass then I will go home
I might be open but I hope I ain't goin Capone

I got a shoulder to cry on when ya hurt
right after you done did yo mutha f**kin dirt
The time ain't not fit the crime
but suicide's not the key
reachin' out to my brothas an' othas jus' like me

Somebody lend me a shoulder to cry on
Lay ya head on me
I'll be right there where you need

I'm right here in yo face with a lendin' hand
prison brings the bitch out the toughest man
but you try not to show it, claimin' you claustrophobic
convicted can't kick it an when the lights cut off you know it
and gang bangas gettin' played out some niggas can't let go
an sit up in they cell laid out
yo life's a constant lesson and everything you wanna do you gotta ask permission
hated to where you livin ima drink it (all for dark?) down to the suds
I got green leaves for (thick stuff?) when I roll up buds
an get f**ked up
for (brad code jack?) an others all of em black brothers
hold ya head mothaf**kas
my dream is to rap and show you that I care
this song might bring you to tears but life ain't fair
just be on God's side, an pray to our law
to forgive you for your wrong doins before you die
oh why, tell me why, gotta be like this
judges holdin' grudges f**k that shit
be kins instead of seekin for revenge
police ain't no beast til yo ass die in
cryin through hell less my cell get locked
we in jail so this muthaf**ka gon get rocked
for rock is there a heaven for a convicted felon
ain't no muthaf**kin tellin i wish i could ask my ('cause an friend jeff?)