Song Cry (Live on MTV Unplugged, 2001)

Picture all the possibilities (Okay)

Picture all the possibilities, yeah (Oh, this is so soulful)

(Okay) Sounds like a love song, sounds like a love song

(Most incredible, baby)

Ooh, yeah, yeah

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

Good dude, I know you love me like cooked food

Even though you know I gotta move like a crook move

We was together on the block since free lunch

We should've been there, together, havin' Four Seasons brunch

We used to use umbrellas to face the bad weather

Now we travel first class to change the forecast

Never in bunches, just me and you

I loved your point of view, 'cause you held no punches

Still, I left you for months on end

It's been months since I checked back in

We're somewhere in a small town, lockin' the mall down

Woodgrain, four and change, Armor Alled down

I can understand why you want a divorce now

Though I can't let you know it, pride won't let me show it

Pretend to be heroic, that's just one to grow with

But deep inside, you know I'm so sick, right?

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

I can't see it comin' down your eyes

Gotta make the song cry

I know I see it comin' down your eyes

But I gotta make the song cry

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

On repeat, the CD of B.I.G.'s Me and My Chick

Watchin' Bonnie and Clyde, pretendin' to be that ****

Empty gun in your hand, sayin', let me see that clip

Shoppin' sprees, pull out that Visa quick

You know I had very bad credit, you helped me lease that whip

You helped me get the keys to that V dot 6

We was so happy poor, but we got rich

That's when our signals got crossed and we got flipped

Or rather mines, I don't know what made me leave that ****

Made me speed that quick, let me see, that's it

It was the cheese helpin' chickens get amnesia quick

I used to cut up they buddies, now they sayin' they love me

Used to tell they friends I was ugly and wouldn't touch me

Then I showed up in a dubbed out buggy

And then they got fuzzy and they don't remember that

And I don't remember you, you, you, you

Can't see it comin' down my eyes

But I gotta make the song cry

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

But I gotta make the song cry

Oh, yeah, I see 'em comin' down your eyes

But I gotta make the song cry

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

But I gotta make the song cry

A face of stone was shocked on the other end of the phone

Word back home is that you got a special friend

So what was oh-so special then?

You have given away without gettin' at me

That's your fault, how many times you forgiven me?

How was I to know that you was plain sick of me?

I know the way a **** livin' was whack

But you don't get a **** back like that

Look, I'm a man with pride, you don't do **** like that

You don't just pick up and leave and leave me sick like that

You don't throw away what we had, just like that

I was flirtin' with them girls, I was gon' get right back

They say you can turn a bad girl good

But once a good girl's gone bad, she's gone forever

I mourn forever

And I gotta live with the fact I did you wrong, forever

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

So I gotta make the song cry

Oh, yeah, I see it comin' down your eyes

But I gotta make the song cry

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

But I gotta make this song cry, let's break it down

This song right here is for real, for all the hustlers, right?

Had a girlfriend, it started off

Their whole relationship started off, you know?

He did what he had to do for them

You know what I mean?

But along the way, he got lost

Fast cars, fast money, you know the life style

Trust me, he's right here, alright

Do believe it, on the real, son, uh

Yo, can't see it comin' down my eyes

But I gotta make the song cry

I can't see it comin' down my eyes

But I gotta make the song cry

Oh, yeah, I see 'em comin' down your eyes

But I gotta make the song cry

I can't see 'em comin' down my eyes

But I gotta make this song cry

Oh, whoa, whoa (Uh)

I said I love you, I said I need you (Uh, uh)

Oh, ooh (Uh, uh, uh)

Uh, uh-huh, uh

I got lost for a second, I ain't gon' lie

I was in my own thoughts, for real