Dear Mama, Thought I'd drop a line And give the news to you. Town hoppin', hoppin' the town. Anawanda, Kookamonga, Sham-ba-doo. Everybody's hoppin' the
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end I hope she sees that I'm just trying to break free 'cause I've been walking 'round with secrets now, too long Back when I was barely ten Mom brought home a
Hey you, you really didn't have to pay Save it for a rainy day Hey you, so long since we had our glory days Then we both went seperate ways, so long
you? You were the only one who loved me true But there?s a woman that we don?t even know She gave me life, then you gave me a home I love you, Mama
Yeah, I'm dead Rip off my skin, have a feast I'm a beast Cannibalize, shit, piss I'm dead, yeah, I'm dead Rip off my skin, have a feast I'm a beast Cannibalize
yea-eah) He's a monster He's an animal (Oh-oh-oh) He's coming at ya, coming at ya rather too fast Mama say, mama got you in a zig zag And you're running
I've got places to go Quit slowin' me down Can we talk about the education of our children? A book is worth more than a bomb any day And remember a
sings the crooked letters Let mama take all the risks For that chemistry, she like them tougher than leather Not even the paws, it's more like a mama
A long way we have traveled Just to see your name in lights We're writing you this letter Because we're with you tonight Your mama she misses you so
where he was at but where he need something back nigga fade to black talking shit behind his back you a hater for that i don't expect nothing less in a
't walk like him I don't know what I found inside of me but its got me over you (Why cry) Not a single letter or a single call from you (Why cry) I'm a
entire culture And I've been thinking bout you Cause you've done such By doing such I get a pen and paper Write you a letter cause you are appreciated Like damn mama
And AK47 is my fucking address I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car I got a chopper in the car Yeah,
the mirror, I'm nowhere to be found Blood, I'm a dog, call me a blood hound Throwing Blood in the air, leave blood on the ground Russia got a red flag
'm in to gat grippin' A cat's slippin', is a cat drippin' Why I say that? the cat's slippin', the Mac's spittin' The cat drippin', look in the mirror your's a
politics of race A forest and a prison Where the snow and guards are white If you want to keep your sanity You'll teach yourself to write You were a
business. Smokin on a blunt in my own restaurant, People lookin from a distance think I'm Big Daddy Kunk, Reincarnated, spirit of a G. Beef? I'll make you dinner, take a
