Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tear Jerker, artist - Jamie Madrox. Album song Phatso, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Tear Jerker |
This song right here, |
Is Dedicated, |
To my mom, to my pops, |
To my family, |
To my daughter, |
To the people that I know and love to this day, |
I was the product of two people the never got along, |
I was named after a song, they heard the night I was born, |
I was probly never planned but you know how it go, |
Pops was strong and had it all under control, |
Moms was on and bored and couldn’t wait to leave, |
But she was pregnant now and still a mother to be, |
And because of that fact she stayed and put up with his shit, |
and took everything that, |
That motha fucka could dish, |
Believe it wasn’t easy and from what i’m told, |
Then again I don’t remember I was two years old, |
I was too young to know or see the tears in her eyes, |
And wonder why every night she would cry and pray to die, |
Thats Some Fucked Up Shit, |
But I was so care free, |
Like every other child just livin' a fantasy, |
Never thought for a second, |
Considered it wasn’t real, |
If it wasnt should I change the way that I feel, |
Just like a parent wanna shield you from all the pain, |
No matter how much inside that you’re suffering, |
A true Sacrifice like the wings of a dove, |
And its real because its all love coming again, |
Moms is tripping, |
and pops is chilling, |
brainstorming trying to come up on a million, |
Or even a thousand, |
a few hundred will be right on time, |
Cause them bills is piling up, |
and we’re fallin' further behind, |
And dept collect is banging and calling the phone, |
when they would come to our house, we would pretend we wasn’t home, |
standing in the wikline, |
free honey and cheese, |
when gratuity baskets from local charities, |
Its not fresh at all when you going to school, |
And can’t afford to dress just like the cool kids do, |
so with used text books and last year’s shoes, |
I was destined to never make it to the likes of high school, |
Time passed and pops got sick and fell ill, |
and everything went down hill, |
And when them S.S.I. |
checks didn’t cover the bills not even close, |
Moms kept the boat afloat as we coast into next year, |
Just like a parent wanna shield you from all the pain, |
No matter how much inside that you’re suffering, |
A True Sacrifice like the wings of a dove, |
And its real because its all love coming again, |
I see pops even less than before, |
But he is living in the same house behind the bedroom door, |
Its always closed again, |
and he’s sleeping no doubt, |
A rare occasion be a bathroom would bring him out, |
And I get to see him for a second just to say hey, |
How you doing, |
Good to see you awake, |
Are you ok? |
For him no reply, |
Yea Jamie I’m Fine, |
And the same night leave my world without saying goodbye, |
Can you imagine the rage of pain that I felt, |
I was too shocked to cry while excepting to change dealt, |
I went to school and all the kids in my class, |
Attended a special mass, |
To acknowledge that he passed, |
I Wanted to cry but not in front of my peers, |
And not in front of a priest so I wiped away tears, |
And swallowed the whole sorrow like a bit of relief, |
And prayed to god to let me talk to him every night when I sleep, |
Just like a parent wanna shield you from all the pain, |
No matter how much inside that you’re suffering, |
A True Sacrifice like the wings of a dove, |
And its real because its all love coming again… |
A True Sacrifice Like The Wings Of A Dove, |
And Its Real Because Its All Love coming Again, |
Just like a parent wanna shield you from all the pain, |
No matter how much inside that you’re suffering, |
A True Sacrifice like the wings of a dove, |
And its real because its all love coming again… |