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Artiste:
Amuru Shakur
Titre:
Dear Mama [Remix][#]
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When I was young, me and my mama had beef 17 years old kicked out on tha streets Though back in tha time, I never thought Id see her face Ain't a woman alive that can take my mommas place Suspended from school, scared ta go home I was a fool with tha big boys breaking all tha rules Shed tears with my baby sister Over tha years we was poorer than tha other little kids And even though we had different daddies Tha same drama when things went wrong we blamed mama I reminisced on tha stress I caused, it was hell Huggin' on my mama from a jail cell And who'd think in elementary, hey I'd see tha penitentiary One day Running from tha police, that's right Momma catch me, put a whoopen to my backside And even as a crack fiend mama, Ya always was a black queen mama I finally understand for a woman It aint easy, trying ta raise a man Ya always was committed, a poor single mother on welfare, Tell me how ya did it There's no way I can pay ya back But tha plan is ta show ya that I understand. You are appreciated Lady, don't cha know we love ya Sweet lady, place no one above ya Sweet lady, don't cha know we love ya Ain't nobody tell us it was fair No love for my daddy, cause tha coward wasn't there He passed away and I didn't cry Cause my anger, wouldn't let me feel for a stranger They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless But all along I was looking for a father, he was gone I hung around with tha thugs and even though they sold drugs They showed a young brother love I moved out and started really hangin' I needed money of my own so I started slangin' I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks It feels good, putting money in your mailbox I love paying rent when tha rents due I hope ya got tha diamond necklace that I sent to you Cause when I was low, you was there for me Ya never left me alone, cause ya cared for me And I can see ya coming home after work late Ya in tha kitchen trying ta fix us a hot plate Just working with tha scraps you was given And mama made miracles every thanksgiving But now tha road got rough, your alone Trying ta raise two bad kids on your own And there's no way I can pay ya back But my plan is ta show ya that I understand You are appreciated Lady, don't cha know we love ya Sweet lady, place no one above ya Sweet lady, don't cha know we love ya Pour out some liquor and I reminisce Cause through tha drama, I can always depend on my mama And when it seems that I'm hopeless You say tha words that can get me back in focus When I was sick as a little kid Ta keep me happy there's no limit to tha things ya did And all my childhood memories Are full of all tha sweet things ya did for me And even though I act crazy I got ta thank tha lord that ya made me There are no words that can express how I feel Ya never kept a secret, always stayed real And I appreciate how ya raised me And all tha extra love that ya gave me I wish I could take tha pain away If you can make it through tha night, there's a brighter day Everything'll be alright if ya hold on Its a struggle Everyday gotta roll on And there's no way I can pay ya back But my plan is ta show ya that I understand You are appreciated Lady, don't cha know we love ya Sweet lady, place no one above ya Sweet lady, don't cha know we love ya, sweet lady Lady, lady
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"Dear Mama [Remix][#]" as written by Charles B. Simmons, Bruce Hawes, Joseph B. Jefferson, Tony D. Pizarro, Tupac Shakur, Joe Sample
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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