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Dear Mama
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And still I see no changes cant a brother get a little peace
Its war on the streets & the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on drugs so the police can bother me
And I aint never did a crime I aint have to do
But now Im back with the blacks givin it back to you
Dont let em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp slap you up
You gotta learn to hold ya own
they get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they cant touch this
I dont trust this when they try to rush I bust this
Thats the sound of my tool you say it aint cool my mama didnt raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay strapped & I never get to lay back
Cause I always got to worry bout the pay backs
some buck that I roughed up way back comin back after all these years
rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat thats the way it is uhh
[Bridge til fade]
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Title: Dear Mama
Words: 641 Rating: None Pages: 2.6 submitted by: knasri
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