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You could cry on my shoulder,
I know its hard when them nigts grow cold, stressed out, need somebody to hold you,
You can cry on my shoulder
Heart ache only gunna bring us closer
Its a war outside ill be your soldier
You can cry on my shoulder
When the world start to turn you away,
I got a place & you welcome to stay
You can cry on my shoulder
Dont be ashamed theres nothing wrong with yu cryin,
Dont worry bout it everythang will be fine
You can cry on my shoulder.
13 years old & the daddy was fuckin her
Only time she feel love when somebody was fuckin her
And now im stuck with her
Gotta build trust with her
Somebody call the governer or maybe the coroner
She out there on the ave sellin ass on the corner

She need to go to church n get the lord in the corner
She said he ignore her,
He never respond
I said you gotta communicate & that creates a bond
I keep open arms baby,
You're never alone
I know its hard out here,
By yourself on your own
Take your time babygirl dont you rush to be grown
As long as im around you got a place called home
You can cry on my shoulder
I know its hard when them nigts grow cold, stressed out, need somebody to hold you,
You can cry on my shoulder
Heart ache only gunna bring us closer
Its a war outside ill be your soldier
You can cry on my shoulder
When the world start to turn you away,
I got a place & you welcome to stay
You can cry on my shoulder
Dont be ashamed theres nothing wrong with yu cryin,
Dont worry bout it everythang will be fine
You can cry on my shoulder.
I know the world can be a hard place to live in,
Especially with the racism & the killins,
Drug dealins
And corrupt polliticts
That reality pill, its hard to swallow it
Ive acknowledged this
Harder on the good women
Cuhs half the niggas gay the others in prison
And the very few good ones dog you out
And the others with a white bitch ballin out
It comes together na
I see why you so pissed off
The only time you get attention when ya panties off
But you's a blessin bae
I need you to understand
God created you as a gift to a man
So you could cry on my shoulder,
I know its hard when them nigts grow cold, stressed out, need somebody to hold you,
You can cry on my shoulder
Heart ache only gunna bring us closer
Its a war outside ill be your soldier
You can cry on my shoulder
When the world start to turn you away,
I got a place & you welcome to stay
You can cry on my shoulder
Dont be ashamed theres nothing wrong with yu cryin,
Dont worry bout it everythang will be fine
You can cry on my shoulder.
I was rasied in a single parent house
See my momma was my daddy and the needle of the family
I know about tradgety and heartache I promise
Niggas shootin at eachother,
Nothin new im bein honest
A funeral like every week
Familiar with the service
Too familiar with the deservin?
Somebody call a surgeon
I got a whole in my heart,
I hope im livin for a purpose
You hear about the pain but im seein it in person
I need some reassurament
I feel like we experiments
Put us on Section 8 like a form of endurenment
We have to build pyramids,
With unity & trust
Penatrate an oppurtinty the rest is up to us.
You could cry on my shoulder,
I know its hard when them nigts grow cold, stressed out, need somebody to hold you,
You can cry on my shoulder
Heart ache only gunna bring us closer
Its a war outside ill be your soldier
You can cry on my shoulder
When the world start to turn you away,
I got a place & you welcome to stay
You can cry on my shoulder
Dont be ashamed theres nothing wrong with yu cryin,
Dont worry bout it everythang will be fine
You can cry on my shoulder.

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Roderick Anthony Burton II (November 25, 1987 – May 18, 2009), better known by his stage name Dolla, was an American rapper.

Originally part of a group group called Da Razkals Cru with friends Scrappy and Sas, a 12 year-old Dolla rapped in showcases around his Atlanta, Georgia hometown. Eventually, the group caught the attention of both Missy Elliott and P. Diddy. However those two weren't the only executives interested. By 2001, the trio signed to Elektra Records where Dolla met then unknown singer, Akon, who was producing for the label.
"I've known Akon and his brother, Bu, since I was 12 and we've stayed cool," says Dolla.
Living back and forth between Los Angeles and Atlanta, the MC modeled for Diddy's clothing line, Sean John, and his image garnered a towering billboard. Unfortunately, Elektra came to an end several years later and Da Razkals Cru was released from their contract in 2003. Dissolving the group and going their separate ways, Dolla returned to Atlanta and focused on a solo career."I was disappointed but all that made me do was work harder," says Dolla. "It was a stepping stone."

Continuing to pen lyrics, the teen shopped his ghostwriting skills to signed and unsigned artists alike. While making the rounds, Dolla ran into former Elektra acquaintance, Akon. The Senegalese singer was now a multi-platinum artist looking to expand his own Konvict Muzik roster. Meanwhile, Dolla linked with his current manager to form their own production company, The Gang Entertainment and before long signed a joint venture with Akon's production company, Konvict Muzik. Soon after, once the joint venture was official, Dolla was finally signed as a Jive artist. After a year of working on the album, Akon was instrumental in pulling together Dolla's newest hit, "Who The Heck Is That?" featuring chart champion, T-Pain and newcomer, Tay Dizm. Now as "Who The Heck Is That?" climbs the charts, Dolla can look back on his struggle with a bit of vindication.

Born in Chicago, Illinois as a twin, Dolla's sibling died at birth. Still, as the only boy amongst two sisters, the light-eyed MC admits to being spoiled. "We'd clean the house every Sunday but my only job was to take out the trash," says Dolla.
In 1991, the Burton family moved to Los Angeles, California for greener pastures. Instead, they suffered mounting struggles. As a five year-old Dolla sat on his parent's bed with his elder sister, Divinity, their father took his own life.
Moving the family to Atlanta, GA his mother tried her best to regroup. But again, financial burdens began to take a toll on the family and Dolla found himself at ten years of age trying to help support his family, even if it meant breaking the law.
"It was a part of me growing up in a single parent home and supporting my momma," says Dolla. "She told me I was the man of the house but it's not something that I glorify."
Still, Dolla's dream wasn't deferred. The pre-teen began writing raps during his elementary school classes to break the monotony. Drawing on his mother's love of classic soul singers like Marvin Gaye and Stevie Wonder, Dolla followed his heart and chased a career in music.
As he matured, life delivered yet another hardship. His sister was sentenced to several years in prison for an altercation with the police in 2006. Drawing on his strong sense of family, Dolla along with his mother, took over the responsibilities of caring for his niece and nephew.
With all of these hardships under his belt, Dolla is wrapping up his debut solo album Dolla & A Dream via The Gang/Konvict Muzik/Jive Records. The LP is a collection of both jubilant and heart-wrenching music. "Who The Heck Is That?" the lead single is a DJ Montay production that comically details Southern nightlife. On "Loudmouth," Dolla chastises cowards for gossiping over a sinister organ that's reminiscent of a ride through the trap. "I'm Fucked Up" shows Dolla's sensual drunken side while the beat's horns bop and the MC whispers his lyrics. Another song, "Be Alright," chronicles a young girl growing up in the ghetto and dating older men to her detriment. "Ghetto Prayer" describes the young MC's difficult struggle through life over pianos and a strong wailing chorus. With both sobering messages and light-hearted lyrics in his pocket, Dolla is ready to spark a little change.
"My music is universal," says the 20 year-old. "I can do street music or pop music. But whatever I do, I attempt to make meaningful songs with substance.”

On May 18 2009, Dolla was shot and killed near the La Cienega Boulevard entrance of the Beverly Center in Los Angeles, after a fight between a group of individuals broke out. Witnesses reported that a woman was seen firing a handgun. Another source said a male suspect was arrested at Los Angeles International Airport as he attempted to board a flight

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