| Feel me, yo
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| Dedicated
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| To my mother
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| You heard?
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| Hold your head
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| (Lady, hold your head)
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| This is dedicated to the lady of my life
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| Who gave me life and raised me right
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| Even if I was wrong in her eyes I was right
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| We like brothers and sisters, me and my moms we tight
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| Regardless of the habits she had with the pipe
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| I had to bail her out, she got locked up last night
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| We fight sometimes, she sells things that’s mines
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| Programs ain’t workin, rehab for the tenth time
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| My partner in crime, I would cry
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| Leavin the V.I. |
| as she walked back inside
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| I remember she died, they brought her back to life
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| 'member no lights, sugar and rice, roaches and mice?
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| Those were some long nights
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| We still in a tough fight, but we lookin good in the ninth
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| My a-alike'll get hype for me, bring the gun upstairs for me
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| And tell the cops I don’t live here when they lookin for me
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| Mama I told you so
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| You don’t have to worry about it, mama
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| Now I’m in control
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| And even though you did me kinda crazy
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| I’ll always love you
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| No matter what it might seem
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| I’m always with you
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| And everything’s gonna be alright
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| Lady
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| Growin up wasn’t easy
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| She sold the radio, VCR and TV
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| Took my 3 g’s, I used to say, «Ma, please stop»
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| She said she would, but she couldn’t, so she didn’t
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| Caught her in the kitchen hittin, I started flippin
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| She bought it off my man Richard
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| And on the low I heard he was sniffin
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| Wanted to bring it to the biscuits, for real, kid
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| Cause sellin to my mom is some real bitch shit
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| I can’t cry no more, my insides is dry
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| My heart is gone, my mind is sore, it’s Desert Storm
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| Can’t believe I ain’t gon' see my Twin for four
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| I’m mad tight, pressure bust pipes
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| Remember I love you, mommy, if I die tonight.
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| Mama I told you so
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| You don’t have to worry about it, mama
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| Now I’m in control
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| And even though you did me kinda crazy
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| I’ll always love you
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| No matter what it might seem
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| I’m always with you
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| And everything’s gonna be alright
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| Lady
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| Aiyo ma
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| Turn the Walkman up (yo yo yo turn it up, turn it up)
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| Smile when you hear me, you heard (smile when you hear me)
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| For real (for real, for real)
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| I sit back and I wonder like damn (yeah)
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| At all the bullshit in our life (ah-ha)
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| I still made it, you know (yeah)
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| It’s like — (we made it) damn
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| You was mad young when you had a nigga though (Only 16)
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| And.
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| You experienced a lotta things and went through a lotta things (holdin' my hand)
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| And I followed through and went through em too, you know
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| I love you, mommy (yeah)
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| Marilyn Franklin, hold your head
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| 98 G, 1495, Marilyn Franklin aka Money Rock Star
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| You ain’t got no money, leave her the fuck alone, you heard? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Unconditional Love , by - Shyheim. Song from the album Manchild, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп