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Tekster: Lyfe. Cry.

I done had money and I done been broke
I done been talked about something awful
Done been lied on by so many folks
I done even been depressed at times

And didn?t wanna cry 'cause my pride was too strong
But over the years I thought it over
And after struggling for so long and still holding on
I figured, can?t be nothing all that wrong with crying
If anybody says that they?re that strong they?re lying

See crying is like taking your soul to the Laundromat
It?s like the feeling that you get
When you see your grandmama smile
Or the heavens open up and blessing rain down

Go on child and cry
Go on and cry, cry, cry
Go on and cry, cry, cry
We can cry, we can cry together

See I done been a player and I done been played
I done went for some of the oldest tricks
From some of the coldest chicks
God done ever made

[Incomprehensible] hearing me
Said I done even had a venereal disease
And didn?t wanna go to the clinic
All that attention embarrassing me

But over the years
I?ve learned to understand
That I don?t really give a damn
What nobody say, I?m a man
And we cry, we can cry, we can
We can cry, we can cry together

Talkin? bout wo, wo, wo, yea, yea, yea
They say a man ain?t supposed to cry
But I know, know, know
Fasho? sho?, sho?
That even men go through problems sometime

Talkin? bout wo, wo, wo, yea, yea, yea
They say a man ain?t supposed to cry
But I know, know, know
Fasho? sho?, sho?
That even men go through problems sometime

I?m a man and we cry
Cry, cry, cry

{Okay okay, the next part of the story is that
After about five or six years in the joint
I had cried all I could cry and then you know
Other things were coming to me
More spiritual things is placed upon my heart
I started lookin' you know, in different places for God
I think my exact age was, I was
Twenty six years and seventeen days old}