Cry You a River Lyrics
| Song | Cry You a River |
| Artist | Vakill |
| Album | The Darkest Cloud |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Espinosa, Mason, Vakill | |
| The moment you squeezed the trigger, I felt dissed | |
| How the hell could you be so selfish, the current events that led up to this moment | |
| You masqueraded your death wish, you ain't think I had the mental capacity | |
| To comprehended your troubles and theft ness | |
| So subtle I'm breathless, Imma be just like you was my old model | |
| That was before you murked my best friend, big cousin and role model | |
| Left my soul hollow, now I hold bottles of E and J | |
| And drown myself in this alcoholic slow sorrow | |
| And I find myself not taking sips, but whole swallows | |
| And my outlook on life's meaning is so shallow | |
| You led by example | |
| Your life was the blueprint I was supposed to go follow | |
| Back to fishing due to the fact you missing | |
| At a crossroads 'cause at the wake of your untimely demise | |
| You sent me on a backwards mission | |
| Shit, I only pray that Allah has mercy on your soul upon his acquisition | |
| I can't help but find it suitable cursing | |
| You fucked up a beautiful person | |
| And still on judgment day I pray your sole gets acquitted | |
| Without question I'll always love you, I just hate the horrible act you committed | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| I'll cry you a river | |
| If not, then this song I'll try and deliver | |
| I'm still in denial, you can't die you my nigga | |
| I'm all out of liquor so I'm pouring out my heart to you...my nigga | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| I'd be lying through my grill if I said it's been all lovely | |
| It ain't all good it's been a slow recovery | |
| Except when I'm drunk and bubbly | |
| Although on certain days I swear I feel your brotherly spirit hover above me | |
| Shit, I almost died seven years ago | |
| Think God point you when he said prevention for my divine intervention | |
| If not, then God I wish you do such | |
| Lately I've been faced with adversity and dealing with issues too much | |
| No shoulders to lean on, if they ain't cold then they hunched up | |
| A few family members is genuine and a bunch suck | |
| I know it's foul, even at reunions some don't show a smile | |
| Even though most of us are almost 30-years old with child | |
| The degrees of separation lures my heart | |
| Where's the offspring supposed to start? | |
| Cause sometimes even the thickest of blood grows apart | |
| Am I too old or smart? Even she knows when the goodbyes and hellos is tart | |
| Time don't heal every wound sometimes it adds to the sufferage | |
| I'm knowing as if life wasn't enough a bitch | |
| Your presence is missing; still I know your spiritual essence will listen | |
| Give your brother my blessings in prison | |
| [Chorus x2] | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| They say suicides an unforgivable act | |
| Can't sneak into God's graces there's no visible cracks | |
| So when it's time for him to revisit the facts, I'm praying | |
| That you an exception to the rule and he'll review every individuals tracks | |
| Lord I hope you see the goodness that was | |
| But keep a spot in your heart for him and the heavenly hood that's above | |
| I understood it's a shove to ask you to keep his soul in your graces | |
| But if anything could it's the love | |
| If I could turn back the hands of time I'd rather squeeze the tool myself | |
| Can't let that kind of fate repeat G | |
| I hate me deeply, the possibility if I was to die this moment | |
| You wouldn't be at the golden gates to greet me | |
| The absence would mess up the vanity the rest of infinity | |
| If I had a personal hell, you could guess what's the penalty | |
| Shit, just the main thought of it all makes me teary eyed | |
| No matter how much I tell myself to look on the cheery side | |
| No matter how much I talk with God in deep discussion | |
| Cause you and I both knew the repercussions | |
| When you put your soul in the reapers clutches | |
| So why then, I'm still trying to figure as I'm crying this river | |
| [Chorus x2] |
| zuo qu : Espinosa, Mason, Vakill | |
| The moment you squeezed the trigger, I felt dissed | |
| How the hell could you be so selfish, the current events that led up to this moment | |
| You masqueraded your death wish, you ain' t think I had the mental capacity | |
| To comprehended your troubles and theft ness | |
| So subtle I' m breathless, Imma be just like you was my old model | |
| That was before you murked my best friend, big cousin and role model | |
| Left my soul hollow, now I hold bottles of E and J | |
| And drown myself in this alcoholic slow sorrow | |
| And I find myself not taking sips, but whole swallows | |
| And my outlook on life' s meaning is so shallow | |
| You led by example | |
| Your life was the blueprint I was supposed to go follow | |
| Back to fishing due to the fact you missing | |
| At a crossroads ' cause at the wake of your untimely demise | |
| You sent me on a backwards mission | |
| Shit, I only pray that Allah has mercy on your soul upon his acquisition | |
| I can' t help but find it suitable cursing | |
| You fucked up a beautiful person | |
| And still on judgment day I pray your sole gets acquitted | |
| Without question I' ll always love you, I just hate the horrible act you committed | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| I' ll cry you a river | |
| If not, then this song I' ll try and deliver | |
| I' m still in denial, you can' t die you my nigga | |
| I' m all out of liquor so I' m pouring out my heart to you... my nigga | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I' d be lying through my grill if I said it' s been all lovely | |
| It ain' t all good it' s been a slow recovery | |
| Except when I' m drunk and bubbly | |
| Although on certain days I swear I feel your brotherly spirit hover above me | |
| Shit, I almost died seven years ago | |
| Think God point you when he said prevention for my divine intervention | |
| If not, then God I wish you do such | |
| Lately I' ve been faced with adversity and dealing with issues too much | |
| No shoulders to lean on, if they ain' t cold then they hunched up | |
| A few family members is genuine and a bunch suck | |
| I know it' s foul, even at reunions some don' t show a smile | |
| Even though most of us are almost 30years old with child | |
| The degrees of separation lures my heart | |
| Where' s the offspring supposed to start? | |
| Cause sometimes even the thickest of blood grows apart | |
| Am I too old or smart? Even she knows when the goodbyes and hellos is tart | |
| Time don' t heal every wound sometimes it adds to the sufferage | |
| I' m knowing as if life wasn' t enough a bitch | |
| Your presence is missing still I know your spiritual essence will listen | |
| Give your brother my blessings in prison | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Verse 3 | |
| They say suicides an unforgivable act | |
| Can' t sneak into God' s graces there' s no visible cracks | |
| So when it' s time for him to revisit the facts, I' m praying | |
| That you an exception to the rule and he' ll review every individuals tracks | |
| Lord I hope you see the goodness that was | |
| But keep a spot in your heart for him and the heavenly hood that' s above | |
| I understood it' s a shove to ask you to keep his soul in your graces | |
| But if anything could it' s the love | |
| If I could turn back the hands of time I' d rather squeeze the tool myself | |
| Can' t let that kind of fate repeat G | |
| I hate me deeply, the possibility if I was to die this moment | |
| You wouldn' t be at the golden gates to greet me | |
| The absence would mess up the vanity the rest of infinity | |
| If I had a personal hell, you could guess what' s the penalty | |
| Shit, just the main thought of it all makes me teary eyed | |
| No matter how much I tell myself to look on the cheery side | |
| No matter how much I talk with God in deep discussion | |
| Cause you and I both knew the repercussions | |
| When you put your soul in the reapers clutches | |
| So why then, I' m still trying to figure as I' m crying this river | |
| Chorus x2 |
| zuò qǔ : Espinosa, Mason, Vakill | |
| The moment you squeezed the trigger, I felt dissed | |
| How the hell could you be so selfish, the current events that led up to this moment | |
| You masqueraded your death wish, you ain' t think I had the mental capacity | |
| To comprehended your troubles and theft ness | |
| So subtle I' m breathless, Imma be just like you was my old model | |
| That was before you murked my best friend, big cousin and role model | |
| Left my soul hollow, now I hold bottles of E and J | |
| And drown myself in this alcoholic slow sorrow | |
| And I find myself not taking sips, but whole swallows | |
| And my outlook on life' s meaning is so shallow | |
| You led by example | |
| Your life was the blueprint I was supposed to go follow | |
| Back to fishing due to the fact you missing | |
| At a crossroads ' cause at the wake of your untimely demise | |
| You sent me on a backwards mission | |
| Shit, I only pray that Allah has mercy on your soul upon his acquisition | |
| I can' t help but find it suitable cursing | |
| You fucked up a beautiful person | |
| And still on judgment day I pray your sole gets acquitted | |
| Without question I' ll always love you, I just hate the horrible act you committed | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| I' ll cry you a river | |
| If not, then this song I' ll try and deliver | |
| I' m still in denial, you can' t die you my nigga | |
| I' m all out of liquor so I' m pouring out my heart to you... my nigga | |
| Verse 2 | |
| I' d be lying through my grill if I said it' s been all lovely | |
| It ain' t all good it' s been a slow recovery | |
| Except when I' m drunk and bubbly | |
| Although on certain days I swear I feel your brotherly spirit hover above me | |
| Shit, I almost died seven years ago | |
| Think God point you when he said prevention for my divine intervention | |
| If not, then God I wish you do such | |
| Lately I' ve been faced with adversity and dealing with issues too much | |
| No shoulders to lean on, if they ain' t cold then they hunched up | |
| A few family members is genuine and a bunch suck | |
| I know it' s foul, even at reunions some don' t show a smile | |
| Even though most of us are almost 30years old with child | |
| The degrees of separation lures my heart | |
| Where' s the offspring supposed to start? | |
| Cause sometimes even the thickest of blood grows apart | |
| Am I too old or smart? Even she knows when the goodbyes and hellos is tart | |
| Time don' t heal every wound sometimes it adds to the sufferage | |
| I' m knowing as if life wasn' t enough a bitch | |
| Your presence is missing still I know your spiritual essence will listen | |
| Give your brother my blessings in prison | |
| Chorus x2 | |
| Verse 3 | |
| They say suicides an unforgivable act | |
| Can' t sneak into God' s graces there' s no visible cracks | |
| So when it' s time for him to revisit the facts, I' m praying | |
| That you an exception to the rule and he' ll review every individuals tracks | |
| Lord I hope you see the goodness that was | |
| But keep a spot in your heart for him and the heavenly hood that' s above | |
| I understood it' s a shove to ask you to keep his soul in your graces | |
| But if anything could it' s the love | |
| If I could turn back the hands of time I' d rather squeeze the tool myself | |
| Can' t let that kind of fate repeat G | |
| I hate me deeply, the possibility if I was to die this moment | |
| You wouldn' t be at the golden gates to greet me | |
| The absence would mess up the vanity the rest of infinity | |
| If I had a personal hell, you could guess what' s the penalty | |
| Shit, just the main thought of it all makes me teary eyed | |
| No matter how much I tell myself to look on the cheery side | |
| No matter how much I talk with God in deep discussion | |
| Cause you and I both knew the repercussions | |
| When you put your soul in the reapers clutches | |
| So why then, I' m still trying to figure as I' m crying this river | |
| Chorus x2 |
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