the time Little face, little feet Little hands in my brain Driving me insane Driving me insane Little face, little feet Little hands not around No more little sounds No more little
the time Little face, little feet, little hands in my brain Driving me insane Driving me insane Little face, little feet, little hands not around No more little sounds No more little
We gotta do something it?s not right, We can?t keep saying our hands are tied, We gotta do something but it?s too late, There?ll be another mother
because he... Touched me He looked at me and stared, yes he Bumped me My heart was unprepared when he Tapped me And knocked me off my feet One little
back Let's go! Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while we sleep We will find you Acting on your best behavior Turn your back on mother
: Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Verse One: Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker
little girl [Chorus] Mama Don't know why Mama's just a little girl Given that she is or not Time ain't on her side Mama's just a little girl (
See the doctor tried to smack me but I smacked him back, My first words were "thug for life" and "Papa pass the Mac." I'm bustin' on these motha fuckas
gets hard on the fuckin streets It's like a madness, fuck making gravy I rhyme and do crimes, cuz either way pays me A little rough with a hardcore...
president Dan Quayle eat a dick up. Peep game. -Chorus repeats- (Spoken by Tupac) Punk motha fucka. Fuck all those motha fuckas, they all can eat a motha
. Lay back and relax, feal the good vibrations, after we fuck I dont a conversation. New princess show me your interests, wait let me guess you like my ghetto poetry. Here's a little
Hoodoo too? Save it for your mother Save it for the judge Save it for your brother who can never ever get enough Share it with your neighbours Share it with your friends Hand
wanna take my little girl's hand See money that I have might be good for something .. to another And little Miss Fortune is short to become Unfortunately just like her mother
he wouldn't budge Hand over your belongings and your motherfuckin' soul That's the joy of life, six months in the hole [Chorus] You raped your mother
they seemed to understand What it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand. When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight But he
: Mother father Teach us preach us All the children I hope you're listening yeah So many problems That were facing But no one seems to care So we just
. I'm still single. And even though I look meager, I'm eager to make some money. My heart is more than a direction, my protection from dummies. Hold your hand like babies, feel my hand
