And all I gots ta say is thank
Cause without my mommy dear my
Either locked up playin' dead and
still slangin' dope but nope
The lord he had a plan for me
And with his help my mother
Didn't blindfold me to the world
Taught me how to save my little di vidends
So when I graduated I'd have
But in the sixth grade I wanted
And left my mother dear at
Because my mother worked the
and me I bought a death home
So I respect my step dad,
for raisin' another nig ga's child
But back then I couldn't see it
I wanted to be a grown man at four
teen so the kid's leavin'
And ended up in a big fight
And told me not to come home
until I got my shit right
she's got nine kids of her own
And keepin' me ain't no big deal
But now that I'm much older I
see just how the shit feels
not wantin' to tell me no
Even though my grandfather
And pretty soon a brother's
Or either try to find a job
And when I get out I gotta
a brother's fallin' short
She just prayin' for me heavily
Take care of her grandson
And the lord must of heard her prayer
Cause he made me get a grip
And got me on up outta there
them streets is gonna kill ya
and now I'm havin' big fun
I never will forget the day
let's name him little Scarface
My first born and yo I'm a proud father
I gotta son, I gots ta be my son's father
And selling dope ain't the
I gots ta keep my baby fed
and pampers trying ta do my part
I gots ta try to make him hard
and jewelry not the Tonka toys
Through a replica of reality try
in' to make it life- like
But yet and still I let my son be a kid
Just give him up the real,
exactly like my momma did
So when he gets to be a man
The game I gave him way back
when he used to roller skate
And now my son is four years old
I really gots ta give the real and
try to play the father's role
So it's all about little Marcus
But I got a bunch of obstacles
If it ain't my line of work it's the girlies
Now everybody's got my baby
Wantin' to have their hands in my pocket
don't she look like you?"
why don't you take it to ma momma do
Because my mother knows the real deal
All these hoochies poppin' coochie
tryin' to get a free meal
So now we in and outta cope
braggin' om the child support
that she was just fakin' G
Come to find out, the girl never had me
She's the baby's mother but me
And biological tests can prove
You gotta get up off of me and
But now I finally got a real daughter
I know that I'm the baby's father
I heard my daddy say them
finally got a grip on life
It's nineteen ninety- three,
I put away my pocket knife
And got a bigger stick to fight with
I'm young and black so my choice
Because we livin' in a concentration set
And everyday, we face to face with death
I seen my homies go and come
And judgment day is just something
So I know my number's comin' up
So I gotta protect myself from
suckers who be runnin' up
I gotta be a man and as a
My brother corners trying to keep
the neighborhood at peace
we got's ta stand and fight the beast
So united we stand but we
Because we always trying to take
And the cops is in the same vote
Just because we comin' up quick they
they gas ain't sparkin' goods
They shot my long time partner
And now the story's all twisted up
And if they gave the cop the chair
I really wouldn't give a fuck
Because she left my partner's
And after hearin' this I know
But yet in still I find it hard
I see his parents and then
Because I know what you did was wrong
It ain't no justifiable homicide,
You straight up shot him from behind
But all the cryin' in the world
ain't gonna bring him back
You give a gat to a black he
But you gotta tell your story to the judge
the judge that everybody loves
But regardless I know you want to kill me
But I ain't going' out like that
