Tears of a thug,
Is hard to come by,
Murders don’t make me cry,
Putting me in a cell,
Don’t make me cry,
Being away from my family,
Don’t make me cry,
Knowing I’m going home to a war,
Makes me cry,
I might die,
You’ll never understand my life,
You’ll always be lost,
These streets full of lies,
Makes me wonder,
Makes me cry trying to understand,
Why people live behind all these lies,
Being away from me,
Makes me cry,
Not knowing who I am,
Makes me cry,
Looking in the mirror asking why,
Trying to put me in the sky,
Living in these streets full of lies.