| Yeah
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| Came to talk to you for a minute
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| You know
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| I miss you
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| But I love you
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| Ain’t nobody done for me what you done for me, Ma
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| You know
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| So I’ma do this one here for you
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| Rest in peace
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| Your son
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| It woulda been the greatest thing in the world to see
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| All the possibilities, you made em real for me
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| In '73 opened me to life itself
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| Guard my health and went for delf but needed no one else
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| Allah himself’ll only know the reason you’re gone
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| And forever I’ma feel a little pain and mourn
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| (Life goes on) Now I’m blessed, so I raise each morn
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| Still I ask every night you help me face the dawn
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| Pray alone inside a stone-cold confusion and weep
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| But only your touch can bring me to peace
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| I can keep a little something of you with me till I reach the end
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| Till then, let me ask you again, how you been?
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| This is cause I’m thinkin of you
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| My love for you will always be true
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| You know I’ll never forget you for life
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| Think of you forever
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| Sittin recallin how you caught me, how you broke my fall
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| Heard you scream off in terrors, heard my name you called
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| All of the lessons you taught me, how this life is war
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| How to hold till I be sure that I can go for more
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| Saw me enduring the pain and goin from poor to fame
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| But livin with more to gain is makin me more insane
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| It’s a strain, I could tell you, you already know
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| Still I’ma live to tellin you so
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| And I’m sure you know the way that you was handlin was passed to me
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| Askin nobody for nothin, so don’t ask for me
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| Look and see how you raised a little nigga to man
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| It was all just a part of the plan
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| Daze back as I gaze back lookin at the fact that you left
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| Funny how I keep hearin footsteps
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| I keep a little something of you with me till I reach the end
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| Till then, let me ask you again, how you been?
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| If I could leave you off with somethin, it would have to be this
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| You know I’m gettin through these obstacles, you will be missed
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| Left a kiss on the forehead, hold through a touch
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| Now I leave that in the streets from rollin up in a dutch
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| Ask the Lord to bless the soul of a child if He may
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| I can only hope that we unite and see you one day
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| And playback after playback, it wasn’t fair
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| But still and all I never say that, remember here
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| You got a place inside a nigga, where you end, I begin
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| Till then, let me tell you again, how you been?
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| Do you know I’m thinking of you, Mama
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| Don’t you know I think about you all the time
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| I love you, Mommy
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| Word |