Hear My Cry - Ad, Busta Rhymes

Ha ha ha ha ha ha…

Got some shit I gotta get off my chest one time, you know what I’m saying?

Yep

Didn’t know I was wrong nigga

Till I hit the game like Malaysia plays at a loss nigga

Too fair with it you acting like your life hard nigga

Industry in trouble wanted down for this dame never that show niggas up

All through this streets, heavily involved with it I’m Mars pit it

Vertigo in the booth and I’m sharper than whoo

I snatch you a bitch and believe me never been neither

Homies got that knock team, the whole white that leave with the Bimmer

I need a breather, underachiever, my teacher said I’m a demon

Mom getting calls in the evening

Me with the mic, better do it and keening

Granny had me dreaming the day she left me was really grieving

If Cade at number one I’m number two with it

Got to prove with it coward Die Hard nigga I’m Bruce Willis

I’m Dr. Seuss with a Roo head out the booth with I

Tell her if the shoe fits it’s ooh niggas through living

Ain’t nobody gon stop me

Put in work, I deserve my shine

All my life tryna block me

Hit the verse I’m a make my line

Kneeling down to the Lord every night that I pray

Hope he hear my cry

Kneeling down to the Lord every night that I pray

Hope he hear my cry

Motherfucker got a confession

I possess the God particle lock me up for possession

If a relationship with God should be grateful proper protection

Bitch I am the show and prove don’t need to ask me no question

Segregation well you should probably stay in the section

We ain’t repping the same you’ll eventually learn your lesson

Oh how quick you become a victim

As soon as you pelp the weapon

Like it woulda made a difference

If I know that you wish you had carried a weapon

The Lord hearing me crying I pray and beg you don’t push me

It’s different from the way you cry after we had to go hurt you pussy

Ya’ll make time to destroy him because I’m focused on building

Like the first brick that I stole from and Flatbush

I do this shit for my children until I force em to forfeit

An incurable sickness that was quietly laying dormant

Then I flare up at anytime for niggas that think they important

The body in a box is the last image I leave in a portrait

Then glamor it motherfuckers

Ain’t nobody gon stop me

Put in work, I deserve my shine

All my life tryna bock me

Hit the verse I’m a make my line

Kneeling down to the Lord every night that I pray

Hope he hear my cry

Kneeling down to the Lord every night that I pray

Hope he hear my cry

Ain’t nobody gon stop me

All my life tryna block me

Hope he hear my cry

I pray hope he hear my cry