Momma

I can feel the pain when she beat me
I can feel the pain when she couldn't feed me
The look up in her eyes it wasn't easy
For a black mother tryna raise a nigga in these streets
Momma said love'll reign supreme
I say momma you and Martin dreamin'
You have to have faith when you can't see it
I say it ain't about no faith, can't see a reason
They treat niggas just like heathens
Leave em bleedin' spirit leaving body
Body cleavin' pain when it can't see nobody
Everybody gotta story, but can't see nobody pain
It ain't bout you and yo shame
Or yo lame ass excuses about how you wish it'll change
I'm wandering down these lanes cops look at me just like game
Corporations want my brain
Welcome to a lane where a murder'll make you famous
And spirits and currency exchange thank ya Ben Frankly
2pacalyptic, God as my witness, I go ballistic yeah
Capitalistic tendencies got them cannibalistic
Coptic to Christian, coppin' Christian Dior
Like they God's scriptures yeah
The freshest turnin' blood into refreshments
They lie in they pictures yeah
I'on take commands, but Imma make demands
And I'on take the stands makin' defenses
Business is shaking hands
Pure hustle and motivation, just faith no happenstance
That's why I go apeshit on all of my tapes
Cause they teach apes became a man
I can feel the pain when she beat me
I can feel the pain when she couldn't feed me
The look up in her eyes it wasn't easy
For a black mother tryna raise a nigga in these streets
Motivated, ready for some peace
But ready to go to war on any peeps
Know my momma made me love sweet
But the anger in her eyes it was so deep momma
Yeah
And you gave it to me momma



Credits
Writer(s): Lance Markeith Felton
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