Cry
Stat Quo Lyrics

Niggas didn't kill me
I survived previous attempts on my life by other individuals

Now a niggas gon' get
But now someone else is going to face the consequences

Peel my cap back
They will experience the same violence that they tried to inflict on me

I'm never at home
I am always on the move, not confined to a specific place

I'm somewhere
I exist in a space that is not easily defined

With my shaft restin' on a ho's tongue
Engaging in sexual activities with a woman

Sippin' Don Perignon
Drinking expensive champagne

While she's sippin' up them newborns
While she is performing oral sex on me

Yeah bet you hate the news holmes
You probably dislike hearing about my successes

You probably somewhere
You are likely in a specific location

Sittin' on the stoop huh
Sitting outside on the steps of a building, perhaps contemplating your envy

Sippin' on a brew
Drinking a beer, possibly attempting to calm your frustration

Plottin' to pop me later huh
Planning an attack on me in the future

When will a hater learn
When will those who despise me realize

I'm too great on a song
I possess immense talent when it comes to creating music

I push weight on the corner
I sell drugs and control the drug trade in a specific area

Send weight to the coroner
I am responsible for the deaths caused by drug usage

When courage make 'em turn performer
When facing danger, they transition from being afraid to being brave

I transform into Uma Thurman
I metamorphose into a person with a fierce and powerful presence

A dude's virgin
An inexperienced individual, possibly in relation to sexual encounters or exploits

Verses lettin' a perilous nigga
Rather than engaging in dangerous behavior

With no purpose
Without any clear direction or objective

Continue to walk this earth's surface
They continue to exist in this world

I was birthed for hip-hop
My purpose, my destiny, is to pursue a career in hip-hop music

Branch out my services
Expand my capabilities and offer my skills to a wider audience

Ya try to murder this nigga
You attempt to kill me

That's comin' from the same turf as ya
Though we are from the same neighborhood

What nerves of yous
How audacious of you

Pissed because your hussles ain't worth a shit
You are angry because your illegal activities lack value or success

I'm gettin' rich, I'm on my way to Hugh Hefner's
I am accumulating wealth and rapidly progressing towards a luxurious lifestyle

Dig? With a bitch
Understand? In the company of a woman

You in the trenches tryin' to reach it big
You are in a dire situation, attempting to achieve success

On another rapper's dick
By seeking validation and support from other artists

Go on represent where you live
Continue to engage in activities and discussions related to your neighborhood

Know you annoyed
I am aware that you are irritated

But don't make the mistake
However, do not make the error

I'm state to state in that Honda nigga
I am constantly traveling across different states in my Honda vehicle

Not an Accord
Not a Honda Accord model, but a more luxurious Honda G4 model

I'm in that Honda G4 you will never afford
I drive a Honda G4 model, which is beyond your financial reach

And yup it's probably easy when a nigga is on board
And indeed, it is probably effortless when someone is financially stable

I'll be damned if I let a nigga lay his hands on me
I will refuse to allow anyone to physically harm me

I'll lay his ass out and park a Grand Am on him
I will incapacitate him and further assert my dominance

The city where the weak survive and the strong die
This city is a place where those lacking strength are able to continue living, while those who are strong often perish

Where beef collide, shootouts happen and hit the wrong guy
A place where conflicts escalate, resulting in gunfights, and innocent individuals become victims

I done seen the worst of the worst, and what can be worse
I have witnessed the most severe and terrifying situations, and it's difficult to imagine anything worse

Than a verse about bullets dispersed up in your shirt
A lyrical verse describing the act of bullets piercing through someone's clothing and body

The streets is like a curse, niggas frontin' for a bitch
The streets represent a curse, as individuals pretend and act tough to impress women

It's like you beggin to die like bear huntin with a switch
It's as if you are willingly putting yourself in a dangerous situation, similar to bear hunting with only a small switch as a weapon

A part of my heart is gone, I can never smile the same
A portion of my emotional well-being has been lost, and it has forever altered my ability to experience happiness

Trigger finger is itchy, it'll take a while to tame
My finger is eager to pull the trigger of a firearm, and it will require time and effort to control this violent inclination

Detroit is hella Dirty but the Dozen can fix it
Detroit is a heavily troubled place, but a group of twelve individuals can potentially improve the situation

Resist and a biscuit will excede the distance
If anyone resists or opposes us, they will be met with a gun that can shoot over a long range

And bounce off one's home, hit and ricochet
The bullet will rebound off an individual's house and strike with a ricochet effect

Off a kid's trombone right to where you niggas lay
It will then strike a child's musical instrument and eventually reach the location where you are positioned

Obie can tell you that death is just a few inches away
Obie, a fellow individual, can attest to the fact that death is always close and can occur at any moment

I shed tears but you can get your fill of it today
Although I may cry, you can witness and experience the consequences of your actions today

Laugh now, cry never, my Beretta is a body part
Instead of crying now, I choose to laugh, and my gun (Beretta) is an extension of myself; an inseparable body part

Hit 'em with just enough shots to make his body art
I will shoot someone with precisely the number of bullets required to create a piece of art on their body

Now I feel like we even
Now, I perceive that we are on equal terms or have settled the score

See Creek is here to shine a light on you niggas this evenin'
Creek, another individual, is here to expose or reveal the true nature of those present this evening

Soon as I get my call I'm right on them zeros I'm leavin'
Once I receive a phone call informing me to take action, I will quickly depart and proceed towards a significant assignment or opportunity

Load up a clip and make it dark on them heroes I'm cheesin'
I will load ammunition into a firearm and eliminate those who are considered heroes, and I will be quite pleased about it

Shit they got snitches on the clock, gotta watch what I sayin'
There are informants actively monitoring and reporting on our activities, so I must be cautious and selective with my words

Me buy a bitch a couple rocks in a watch? Quit playin'
Am I expected to purchase expensive jewelry and drugs for a woman? Stop joking or being ridiculous

Back on my grizzy my nizzy, nobody ran with me
I am focused and determined, but nobody chooses to accompany or join me in my endeavors

And for them fuckin spectators I brought the band with me
But for those individuals who merely observe and do not actively participate, I have assembled a group of loyal supporters

Halftime niggas, and grab pine you would never grab mine nigga
Spectator-like individuals should take a seat on the sidelines and watch, as they would never reach the level of excellence that I possess

The doc was lyin' when he said you gon' be fine nigga
The doctor was dishonest when he assured you that you would recover or be in good health, as your condition is actually serious

Witness the art of war, in the physical
Observe and experience the intense and brutal nature of warfare firsthand

Since raw coke was rushed through my umbilical
From the moment of my birth, I have been influenced and exposed to the harsh reality of drug trafficking

And no words from Ca$h mouth is fiction
Statements or claims made by Ca$h, an individual, should not be dismissed as falsehoods

Ready to throw clips if, I'm never dissin you
Prepared to fire gunshots if someone provokes me, but I never engage in disrespectful speech towards you

My aura awards raw to the core and the surface
My presence emits a sense of authenticity and rawness in both my inner self and outward appearance

Of the street, when I walk through the door, my purpose
My mere presence signifies my mission and reason for existing within the street environment

Is to move up, pull tools you purp'in
My objective is to ascend and rise above, while you are busy pretending or faking your actions

Watch me overthrow the government for my interpret
Witness as I metaphorically demolish or challenge the established authority for my own understanding or perspective

Plot of Bin Laden, soul of Mumia
Similar to the strategic planning of Osama Bin Laden and the spirit or essence of Mumia Abu-Jamal, a political activist

I'm prayin' to Proof, I'm searching for Jerry Garcia
I direct my prayers or reverence towards Proof, a deceased rapper, and I am seeking a connection with Jerry Garcia, a renowned musician

Talk to my brother, gone in the streets of the D
Converse or communicate with my deceased brother, who lost his life in the dangerous streets of Detroit

I'm totin' the K, and hawk niggas waitin on me
I carry a firearm (specifically, an AK-47 rifle) and dangerous individuals patiently await my next move

You take the first shot then, Second Round's on Me
Once you initiate the attack, I will retaliate, and the second round of gunfire will be my contribution

And when you walk, on the other side of me, and my brother ride
In moments of danger, you will position yourself away from me, while my deceased brother remains by my side

I don't rap for the plaques
I do not create music with the sole intention of achieving awards or recognition

My contract's signed just for scratch to get you wacked
My contractual agreement is solely aimed at accumulating enough money to hire someone to harm or eliminate you

Nigga, with a gun, with a shank, with a bat
This can be accomplished with various weapons, such as a firearm, knife, or baseball bat

Take a slug through the lung, get it right, what you wack nigga
I will shoot a bullet through your lung, targeting and eliminating all that is lacking or subpar about you

I'm born crazed deranged and more famous
I possess an innate tendency towards madness and abnormality, and I am widely recognized and renowned

Than clappin' down bangers meant, for entertainment, geah
Rather than merely applauding or enjoying violent acts, I actively participate in and execute such actions for the sake of entertainment

Young Stat keep the gat on tuck
Young Stat consistently carries and conceals a firearm

Want war, I don't give a fuck
If someone desires conflict, I am unbothered and unafraid

Shot 'til you kiss, pucker up
I will continue firing shots until you are injured or dead, forcing you to face the consequences

It'll lift him up, believe me you'll float
The gunshot wounds inflicted upon you will cause your body to rise or levitate, as the impact is severe

The result is your family heartbroke
The outcome will be immense sadness and pain for your loved ones

Lookin' like an artichoke vegetable, hold stiff
Your body will appear rigid and inanimate, resembling a stiff artichoke

Nigga paralyzed from the neck down, my goons stick niggas
You will be left paralyzed, unable to move any part of your body from the neck down, as my loyal and ruthless associates attack and torment individuals

Turn soldiers to stick figures, hand on triggers
We transform brave fighters into lifeless stick figures, with their life ending due to our guns

Real life, born killers, we roll out like four-wheelers
We are genuine individuals who possess the innate nature and skills to kill, and we travel in vehicles with four wheels, symbolizing our mobility and readiness for action

God shill us, from back-stabbers and goldiggers
I pray to God to protect us from those who betray and deceive, specifically referring to backstabbers and individuals motivated solely by material gain

Tipsy off brown liquor, watch me
Intoxicated from consuming brown-colored alcoholic beverages, observe and see my actions

Obnoxious, broads call me cocky
Outspoken and arrogant, women classify me as conceited

Poppy long dick Stat beat up the box like hockey
Stat, a confident individual, engages in sexual intercourse with great prowess and aggression

Especially when a bitch ride dick like jockeys
Particularly when a woman performs sexual acts with skill and enthusiasm, reminiscent of jockeys riding horses

From the Benz, to the Range, to the black jalopy
From driving luxurious Mercedes-Benz and Range Rover vehicles to more ordinary black automobiles

I'm the shit, the only one who ain't heard is Foxy
I am exceptional and outstanding, yet the rapper Foxy Brown is the only one unaware of my reputation and achievements

Formalize the plan, no man can stop me
Finishing the preparations, no individual has the power or ability to prevent or hinder me

Boss hog, Stat Quo understand, you copy?
Like a dominant and authoritative figure, Stat Quo comprehends the situation, and he asks if you understand or comprehend

Cryyyyy now, cry now
Now is the time for you to experience sadness and shed tears

Cryyyyy now, cry now
Now is the time for you to experience sadness and shed tears

Cryyyyy now, cry now
Now is the time for you to experience sadness and shed tears

Cryyyyy now, nigga cry now
Now is the time for you, an individual, to experience sadness and shed tears