2Pac - Dear Mama Edit

Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place

And all my childhood memories

And all the extra love that you gave me

And even though I act crazy

And mama made miracles every Thanksgiving

And there's no way I could pay you back

And when it seems that I'm hopeless

And when it seems that I'm hopeless

And who'd think in elementary, hey I'd see the penitentiary

Are full of all the sweet things you did for me

But all along I was lookin' for a father, he was gone

But my plan is to show you that I understand

But my plan is to show you that I understand

He passed away and I didn't cry

Huggin' on my mama from a jail cell

I ain't guilty 'cause even though I sell rocks

I hung around with the thugs and even though they sold drugs

I love payin' rent when the rent's due

I moved out and started really hangin'

I was a fool with the big boys, breakin' all the rules

I wish I could take the pain away

It feels good puttin' money in your mailbox

It's a struggle, everyday gotta roll on

Just workin' with the scraps you was given

Lady, don't ya know we love ya (And dear Mama)

Lady, don't ya know we love ya (Dear Mama)

No love for my daddy 'cause the coward wasn't there

Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair

One day, runnin' from the police that's right

Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids

Pour out some liquor and I reminisce

Shed tears with my baby sister

Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya

Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya (Dear Mama)

Sweet lady, lady, lady, lady

Sweet lady, place no one above ya (You are appreciated)

Sweet lady, place no one above ya (You are appreciated)

Tell me how you did it, there's no way I could pay you back

They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless

They showed a young brother love

Though back at the time I never thought I'd see her face

To keep me happy, there's no limit to the things you did

When I was sick as a little kid

When I was young me and my mama had beef

When I was young me and my mama had beef

You always was committed, a poor single mother on welfare

You always was the black queen mama

You are appreciated

You are appreciated

You are appreciated

You're in the kitchen tryin' to fix us a hot plate

17 years old kicked out on the streets

'Cause my anger wouldn't let me feel for a stranger

'Cause when I was low you was there for me