Tears in a Bucket

Lyrics

[Intro: Madhattan] Yeah, soulful, uhuh, ayo, ayo [Verse 1: Madhattan] We good now, dry your eyes, no more cries Had an M on my ride since I first learned to drive, uh (That's a fact) Real shit aside, drugs I provide (Got 'em) Charity to me is you get a dime for nine (That shit gone) Kept a nine at the bottom of my spine, uh Scratch my back any time I'm in a bind, yeah Day admiring, I never seen confinement And a fact I can stack off consignment (Wassup?) They see they eyelids and still I keep climbing And every rhyme been sex, money and violence We making dollars just to save some cents Used the spare change just to pay the rent (Just to pay the rent) Used to drunk E&J just to make us bent (Make us bent) And now we wearing furs to the main event (Wassup?) Spilling Moet on designer shit Only cry if my brother's being counterfeit Yeah [Verse 2: Elcamino] Yo, yo, the dope game done made it myself I had crack and hydro, everything was topshelf (Real shit) I cooked work at my mom's crib when she was at work (Word up) I had the block looking like, Mardi Gras on the first (Hahahaha!) Made me buy the noodles at the corner store to get served (So what's you need?) This the best shit on the block, Auntie, you got my word (My word) You know this shit don't ever stop, man, we come from the curb Niggas been in the game for years and still ain't seen a bird I got niggas in that cell getting money off jail phones So tell me how you free, and still ain't bringing no bread home (You fucked up) Delusion for your kids, pussy nigga, you dead wrong The least you could do, is buy that nigga some new kicks (Buy him some new kicks) Your son ain't trying to hear it, he don't care 'bout that bullshit The way that I preach it, I should be on that pulpit (Word) I keep me a full clip This nigga's my lil' man You know what we on When we walk in the building Real shit (Woo)