2 Pac

When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time
I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place
Suspended from school scared ta go home
I was a fool with the big boyz
Breakin' all the rules
Shed tears with my baby sister, over the years
We was poorer than the other little kids
And even though we had different daddy's
The same drama
When things went wrong we'd blame mama.
I reminisce on the stress I caused
It was hell, huggin' on my mama from a jail cell
And who'd think in elementary
Heeey! I see the penitentiary!
One day, runnin' from the police...
That's right mama cacthed me,
Put a whoopin' to my back side
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You always was a black queen, mama.
I finally understand, for a woman it ain't easy
Tryin' ta raise a man
You 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 the plan is ta show ya that I understand
You are appreciated.
(Lady, don't cha know what love is?)
Dear mama.
(Sweet lady, place no one above ya)
You are appreciated.
(Sweet lady, don't cha know what love is?)
Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair
No love from my daddy 'cause the 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 the thugs
And even tho 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 puttin' money in your mailbox