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Zipporah
Didn't I tell you to get your tail up out of that bed And get ready to go to church? You can't lay there and sleep all day You gotta go to church! Uh, what's a nigga in America? Why the fuck is we here? Why you tell me go back where I'm from When you dragged me here? Why we born to be poor? Why our fathers be gone? Why my father forsake us? Why my momma so strong? And on my momma I'd kill ya On Faris, I'd kill ya Nigga we were so broke, split 20 dollars a weekend I, never cried but I realized what we were missing My mind had a nigga on edge, I started sellin' and cheatin' Said fuck the government, fuck the man Fuck the Feds, fuck the law See Que was fuckin my girl, too fuckin hungry to care I started sellin mo', thinking bout Zip Thinking what I did, fucked her friend Fucked her homie, then fucked again I started sippin on liquor Couldn't cope wit the changes Letras de cancionesWe went back to the hood Started slanging and bangin' Feds was outside my house Second time we got raided Everything was for you I want to get you that coupe Black and young and a fuck up I wanna prove this to you That I could be more than a boy But a father with you I, wish I could change But God you made me this way So I'm gon keep my faith high And bow my head and just pray Like this Lord Lord, I need, your help, Lord Lord Lord, I need, your help, Lord I was so young and dumb You were so young and dumb Allan was in the picture I was gon' pop dat nigga Celebrity status now You in a wedding gown You was gon' be my wife Move to a newer life Tried to make dreams with you Still I'm so proud of you Look at the woman from a girl a flower blossomed too The prettiest of them all You was gon' have it all You was gon' have the mall But you still got it all Shower you wit' some poems Shower you wit' some songs Remember the drawing I made? Remember the flowers I gave? Remember the time that we spent? Remember the time that we missed? Don't let that happen again Go find you a better man And go have that baby boy And make him a better man Tell him his mother loves him Just like she used to love me And play him this tape for you Tell him what we been through So we can both raise that child like we promised, we would do From Letras Mania