DearMama

Dear Mama (Explicit) - 2Pac

Lyrics by：Tony PizarroTupac ShakurJoe Sample/Tony PizarroTupac ShakurJoe Sample/Tony PizarroTupac ShakurJoe Sample

Composed by：Tupac Shakur/Joe Sample/Tony Pizarro

You are appreciated

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 and scared to go home I was a fool

With the big boys breakin' all the rules

I shed tears with my baby sister over the years

We was poorer than the other little kids

And even though we had different daddies 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 hey

I'd see the penitentiary one day

And runnin' from the police that's right

Mama catch me put a whoopin' to my backside

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' to raise a man

You always was committed

A poor single mother on welfare tell me how you did it

There's no way I can pay you back but the plan

Is to show you that I understand you are appreciated

Reggie Green/"Sweet Franklin"/2Pac：

Lady don't you know we love ya

Dear Mama

Sweet lady place no one above ya

You are appreciated

Sweet lady don't you know we love ya

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 lookin' for a father he was gone

I hung around with the thugs

And even though they sold ***

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

I love payin' rent when the rent is due

I hope you got the diamond necklace that I sent to you

'Cause when I was low you was there for me

You never left me alone because you cared for me

And I could see you comin' home after work late

You're in the kitchen tryin' to fix us a hot plate

You just workin' with the scraps you was given

And Mama made miracles every Thanksgivin'

But now the road got rough you're alone

You're tryin' to raise two bad kids on your own

And there's no way I can pay you back but my plan

Is to show you that I understand you are appreciated

Reggie Green/"Sweet Franklin"/2Pac：