4th Disciple - Thugz tear dropz lyrics

[Hook] We didn't mean to make your heart cry x 4 [Verse 1] In the hood amongst crack shcolars Left dead for a fast dollar Now felony is black power Raise your wings up and say it louder That white powder left us all devoured Since we got up of that mayflower Our life changed in that same hour Its like im chained in a insane a**lyum When Clinton came n***a changed Harlem Reconstructed to the new Sodom Until we really saw the true problem Even Hilary couldn't rob him Martial law got ????? stop em They tricked a Indian before they robbed him Eat with them, then he played possum Planted there till they seed blossomed Till Yahwehshua come and got em Forgot Israelites inside Gotham Got the real doctrine Cross the t's and i join the dots in Pa** the bars like johnny copton Whats my mystery of chest boxing Know your square when you get boxed in Neurotoxins within my conscious Got me spitting like im Nostradamus But in the scriptures hes a false prophet Plus hes pictures look like ??? ??? And my mouth coming up behind me Facing d**h just for being honest You in the spar with your nails polished Son slavery ain't abolished We go to prison way before college You know sing sing instead of Harvard Where all the pigs eat they own vomit And all the rats ??? uncle Thomas In the cell next to Jeffery Dahmer Coming home as the old timers Using ?? for us all timers And made em cry when they didn't silence And fell back from they false projects And now Satan gotta get behind us [Hook] We didn't mean to make your heart cry x 4 [Verse 2] In the hood amongst crack scholars Still trapped from a lack of knowledge These f**ing rappers like false prophets Leave their babies to the small coffins Got us all chasing four quarters Never hustle from your headquarters Started early back when we were rocking diadoras Lot of us never made it to even see tomorrow Its a war going on outside, didn't mean to make you cry, the stakes is high This dark life is sacred from ancient tribes We walk like warriors against all odds Open the third eye, fertilize you mind Till the ?? to watch the signs National threats high This was designed to keep you occupied While they robbing you blind Welcome to America the home of the slave, the home of the brave, the home of the drug trade Like im looking to the future, but we in the last days Like this is the new me but im stuck in my old ways Came a long way from selling long dimes in the hall way My outlaw nation from rawway to norway Its all political, each verse is cynical Im just getting started no where near my pinnacle Outlaw general