Oh, mama, mama How you gonna kill your mama? You're crying to the wind Is there any saving us? We've become so dangerous Is there any change in us? Even for the sake of love When only mama is gonna love you to the grave Ugh, come on

We'll stand and deliver Be strong and laugh and Shout, shout, shout Shout at the devil He'll be the love in your eyes He'll be the blood between your thighs And then have you cry for more He'll put strength to the test He'll put the thrill back in bed

You may cry me a river I cried I love you A river of tears for you C'mon now and cry me a river of tears Now you say you love me But you cry the whole night through You can cry me a river Oh yes you're goin' to cry me a river 'Cause I cried a river over

How could this love Ever turning Never turn its eye on me Ever changing Never change the way I feel Lonesome tears I can't cry them anymore I can't think of what they're for Oh they ruin me every time

I keep the walls from falling down I'll try to keep the walls from falling down Falling down Keep the walls from falling down Love is only meant for some I'm the rock The shoulder you can cry on I'll play it straight

That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful Men lie about that spoonful Some cry about that spoonful Some die about that spoonful It could be a spoonful of tea But one little spoon of your precious love Is good enough for me Everybody fightin' about a spoonful

I can make a thug cry, tonight There's something 'bout you Baby we got to Give it all that we got for the moment Watch me make a thug cry, tonight Cause that's how true love is supposed to be ain't it When it feels so good it shakes all your belief, baby

Sometimes I wake up crying at night And sometimes I scream out your name When for so long you were mine What right does she have to take your heart away I can't find a reason to let go Even though you've found a new love And she's what your dreams are

We done went to war with the realest, shot it out with the best Talkin’ high-end gorillas, banana clips make a mess I seen young niggas cry, I seen young niggas fold I seen young niggas die because a young nigga told For the love of the money, for the

All or nothing at all Half a love, never appealed to me If your heart, never could yield to me Then I'd rather (rather) have nothing at all If it's love, there is no in between Why begin then cry, for something that might have been No I'd rather (rather)