People say that my God is a lie.
Cry black Man Cry.
I get paid every two weeks but barley get by.
Cry Black Man Cry.
Kids need clothes on their backs and feet I open
my wallet and comes nothing which I I can buy.
Cry Black Man Cry.
The love of my life is within arms reach but we
mostly see each other passing by.
Cry Black Man Cry.
Bills pile up till from the counter they fall
and to the floor they lie.
Cry Black Man Cry.
Stressing so bad that I actually pray Lord why?
cry Black Man Cry.
I wake and my love says baby it's a new day
your wet eye's you should dry.
Cry Black Man Cry.
Better days are coming and the sun will again be in the sky.
Cry Black Man Cry.
yet all I can think of is how last night I just begged the Lord
why can't I just die.
Cry Black Man Cry.
The closer I get to those days the more they don't seem to want come night.
Cry Black Man Cry.
So here in this bed I lay.
Cry Black Man Cry.
Head down low, pain of the head and heart forever grow the never ending
sorrow no matter how hard I try!!!!!!!!!!
Cry Black Man Cry.
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