Rights of Passage: Cry

I do I know some of yall sitting there like why would he want us to cry What kinda shit it that I said I roll with the punches Never roll with the bunches Man I roll with the punches (They told me coming up real men don't cry) Never roll with bunches (Shhhiiii) Never Roll with (I disagree) I Never roll with (Yea) Say! It was nights that I did just that Cried so hard many scars I couldn't heal back(It was) Wound open scab pulled back (Damn) I think it hurt cause I hurt homie More than a scratch That's just scratching the surface it's all worth it The purpose for my hurting Some niggas just ain't learnt yet So a little teaching without preaching seem pertinent I operate on this beat, a fucking heart surgeon I remember the urgent sound of mama's voice (Uh huh) "Son it was a lonely night" were her words of choice (Uh huh ma) Starting listening of course as she told a tale of courts That led down a path to how my father had died (You listening) In her eyes He was still here just in disguise My mama cried Couldn't stand to see them tears in her eyes To my surprise Turned and she was holding Her youngest son just like a baby (Damn) Call me crazy But i was shaking fervently Ask who was crying more Was it her or me Ionno but some scars can't be cured surgically And even if you mastered the burns Imagine third degree (That's pain) On another level, danny told me that But I cry everytime I think of my brother People like to laugh cause 'he a little bit behind us' But how would you be if you heard the first shot (Pow) Pick yo father killer out of lineup Like a vietnam veteran, dawg I swear he had to fight Even tho he ain't sign up Think you shouldering a lot, then homie get yo spine up ( "Get yo fucking spine up!" ) He looked a killer in the eye at five years of age (Cheaa) So think before the next time don't snitch is what you say (Waddup) If my brother wouldn't have snitched pop killer would've got away Put yo hardaway and true grind for ya penny Stop putting yo heart away and the results'll be endless (That's true) But that's just me I don't want no more friends Since enemies is the the only thing guaranteed (What's next) At this point, I'm forced to lead So hungry that I'm forced to feed Paul Bunyon in the flesh on a course of trees But for now that's my creed Said cry if I please, but don't cry for me Said cry for the thieves cause when I leave The gamers still gone be plotting on da week So we gotta stand up That's if you man enough Pick a side Damn I must've forgot Real men don't cry Well that's a lie True story. And for those who believe in that shit (get off ya ass) You can now cry for me