I Feel Like Crying

You know, domingo

this muthafuckers shit i'm tired

muthafuckers from out of here

said they're puertorican

que son boricuas,

que son de la isla

this muthafuckers don't even know about ????

you know what?

i'm tired of this muthafuckers from puerto rico

said they're from brooklyn,???

new jersey, the bronx

muthafuckers never left

the mutahfuckins mountains

nunca han dejado las montañas,

nunca se han montado en un avion

chorro de cabrones, keep it real !!!!

i feel like crying

cause i see my brother falling down

tears upon his face

as his body hits the ground

remembering the old times

when we used to hang

snuffin' nigga's up and down

cause him and me,

we were the same

but nothing seems to be the same

he thought it was a game

now i've got the blame

because my nigga had no shame

bullets have no heart

when it penetrates your brain

and it takes to a place

where you've never been before

you can't come back because

somebody slammed your door

look around the floor

cause i know you see fire

hope to god for mercy

and next time don't be a liar

be for real,

cause a real nigga never dies

now i know who love's me

just by looking at their eyes

life has treated me so bad, son

sometimes i look happy,

sometimes i look sad

i feel frustration,

bringing to my blood some elevation

i'm cursing at the devil

cause the devil brought temptation

to my brother

and now he's dead,

there is no other,

mexicanos in the house

so nigga run for cover

i feel like crying

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

cause i see my brother falling down

tears upon his face

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho)

as his body hits the ground

remembering the old times

when we used to hang

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

me and my brother,

me and my brother

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho) (repeat 2x)

Ain't trying to fake the funk

like a punk fakes his move

you loose!

cause you came out bloody in the news

now they come to me and say

phantom you're all that!

your pockets are always fat

and take it as a fact

my father used to whip me

cause i hang around with blacks

i didn't give a fuck!

i told him what was up?

he made me knuckle up and from

the blues gave me a smack

i gave my father slack

he changed it for a slap

so my puerto rican family came

and put him on his back

you racist mother fucker

take a long, long nap,

take a long, long nap

so now, my mother sees me bad

cause she ain't got her man

i'm seeing tears in her eyes

but i don't really give a damn

i ain't trying to be cold blooded

but my father was not a man

so she ran out my life

and my heart is beating quick

my heart is not a brick

and man, i feel like if i'm dying

but i'm still alive

so for now i feel like crying

i feel like crying

cause i see my father falling down

i feel like crying

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

cause i see my father falling down

tears upon his face

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho)

as his body hits the ground

remembering the old times

when we used to hang,

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

me and my poppa,

me and my poppa

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho)

yo time flew fast

and i forgot about the past

i desired for a woman that

i knew our love would last

someone nice,

so we could do a big splash

take her to my crib

where it's safe for her to crash

not thinking about the cash

like if i was a hundred-dollar bill

wanting to change my life

sitting back, relax and chill

i know i'm dazing off 'cause

that love is hard to get

someone that could care

and make love to me in bed

i think that's something

that money can't buy

i ask myself "why"?

is it that nobody calls?

i want to be like big pun

so you can call me big papa

walking with 2pac

motherfuckers y que pasa

i feel like crying

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

cause i see my sister falling down

tears upon her face

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho)

as her body hits the ground

remembering the old times

when we used to hang

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

me and my sister,

me and my sister

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho)

i feel like crying

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

cause i see my brother falling down

tears upon his face

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho)

as his body hits the ground

remembering the old times

when we used to hang,

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

me and my brother,

me and my brother

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho)

i feel like crying

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

cause i see my father falling down

tears upon his face

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho)

as his body hits the ground

remembering the old times

when we used to hang,

(heyyaheyyaheyyahey)

me and my poppa,

me and my poppa

(heyyaheyyaheyyaho)