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Young mothers That's right I feel ya (hey) I know how it is (MAMA's JUST A LIL' GIRL) Don't nobody understand I feel ya [Verse 1: Tupac] She was .. Born A heavy set girl with pig tails and curls A heart full of gold Still it won't change the world Though she could never understand why Some underhanded plans, witnessed a man die Was only 15 Should have been a beauty queen Still see here crying by the caskets when here parents got killed Little girl don't cry 'Coz even though they died You can best believe they watching over thee from the sky Never asked for this misery But look at what you gettin' It's a blessing in disguise When you find out your pregnant No money, no home And even though you all alone You'se got to do this on your own So baby go on I wish you luck And if you need me, call Just come to me and let me feed you all I can understand The way it feels when you fighting the world Facing all this drama When mama's just A little girl [Chorus] Mama Don't know why Mama's just a little girl Given that she's a ?? Time ain't on her side Mama's just a little girl (Mama's just a little girl) She gotta hold her head up high [Verse 2: Tupac] At 16 what a beautiful thing The very essence of a jet black ebony queen And who could tell she would get pregnant at an early age She didn't listen, had sex Watch her belly raise (hey) Got violated by someone she dated If this is fate I hate to see the seed she created So we wait, though it takes time to build the body and the mind She reclines 9 months Then finally its time What do we find? A little grown boy a mind with a tortured soul Addicted to a life of crime at no time of the growing stage He learned his values on the streets at an early age Watch for police Don't come home (why) 'Coz mammas acting crazy At the hospital 'Bout to have another baby Like the rose from concrete Grown within Blessed with twins How the hell can mamma raise 3 men So we began a closest family Such insanity A happy home For one act inhumanity Plus mammas said the seed was corrupted Used the rubber belly Begging us to breathe if she love us Now mamma sits quiet Sipping peppermint schnapps Turned the house into a spot and made her watch for cops (hey) How could mamma bring a thug like me into this world? She ain't the cause of all the drama Cause mommas just a little girl [Chorus] Mama Don't know why Mama's just a little girl Liven if she is or not Time ain't on her side Cause ama's just a little girl (Mama's just a little girl) She gotta hold her head up high (How could she raise us) [Verse 3: Tupac] Now Would she remain in the same spot? The gunshots rang, they came from the cane spot Now look here I see her clutching her son In her arms she hurt Her heart bleeding as she watched her seed die in the dirt Fulfill prophecy But who could stop the grief? I walk around trying to hold the world up on top me Probably be an innocent man But still I'm the victim of a curse What could be worse? Nothing but pain Since my birth, taught me functions at the pen Cause everybody's in paying back society I'm guilty of a life of sin I watched the drama occur My eyes blurred 'fore I jet it I wonder why we all have to die for we get it Though we shed tears So many peers I done buried Worried and scared Knowing I'ma see the cemetery Must be prepared in this cold world No-one cares No it ain't fair But we all there And do our share In this land of underhanded schemes and plans Vivid dreams of a nigga having g's in hand Mamma told me not to be a punk Fuck what you talking about coward What you niggas want? (hey) They ain't a thing I wouldn't do for my mamma in this world Cause you know I ain't mad at cha You' just a little girl See mammas just a little girl (hey hey) [Chorus] [Repeat until fade] Mama don't know why Mama's just a little girl Given that she is or not time ain't on here side mama's just a little girl (mama's just a little girl) she gotta hold her head up high [Tupac Talking] They ask us why we mutilate each other like we do And wonder why we hold such little worth for human life Facing all this drama But to ask us why we to turn from bad to worse Is to ignore from which we came You see you wouldn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete had damaged petals On the contrary We would all celebrate its tenacity We would all love its will to reach the sun Well We are the roses [echo] This is the concrete [echo] And these are my damaged petals [echo] Don't ask me why [echo] Thank god nigga [echo] Ask me how [echo] (hahaha) You see, mama's just a little girl

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