17 years old kicked out on the streets And when it seems that I'm hopeless Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place You are appreciated. I hope you got the diamond necklace that I sent to you You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate I shed tears with my baby sister I wish I could take the pain away All my diamonds rocked up (Oh yeah, okay) Sweet lady I gotta thank the Lord that you made me When I was young me and my mama had beef. Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS). I needed money of my own so I started slangin A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it And even though we had different daddies No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS). Whip my wrist, it lock up (Yeah, okay) Place no one above ya, sweet lady The same drama, when things went wrong we blamed mama Mama said, "Stay down there 'fore you get hurt" (1600, hurt, I was) Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. wouldn't let me feel for a stranger And dear mama Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair No love for my daddy 'cause the coward wasn't there (That-that-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw) Dear Mama Lyrics: You are appreciated / When I was young, me and my mama had beef / Seventeen years old, kicked out on the streets / Though back at the time I never thought I'd see her face / Ain't When I was sick as a little kid Ya just workin with the scraps you was given She don't want me locked up (Locked up) Mama love me so I can do no wrong (Wrong, do no wrong) It feels good puttin money in your mailbox I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin When things went wrong we'd blame mama And even as a crack fiend, mama And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama Lady [3X]. Mama got that bag by the night time (Night time) No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy tryin' to raise a man You always was committed, a poor single mother on welfare When I was young me and my mama had beef 17 years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time I never thought I'd see her face Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place I moved out and started really hangin And I can see you comin' home after work, late You never kept a secret, always stayed real Don't care about this money, don't care about them cars (She don't, she don't) Said I wasn't nothin’ but I came in strong (Strong) And there's no way I can pay you back You always was committed Mama Cry Lyrics: 100K, remain solid / I'm sorry, won't right my wrongs / Mama, please don't you cry, I'm sorry / I just caught some time, I'll be home soon / It won't be long, I promise / I will be 'Cause when I was low you was there for me It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on Pour out some liquor and I reminisce 'Cause through the drama, I can always depend on my mama And when it seems that I'm hopeless You say the words that can get me back in focus When I was sick as a little kid To keep me happy, there's no limit to the things you did Are full of all the sweet things you did for me I don’t wanna sign off (No way) Sweet lady, place no one above ya. Just workin' with the scraps you was given That was way before I was Lil Uzi Vert (1600, Lil Uzi Vert) You say the words that can get me back in focus And all my childhood memories Though back at the time I never thought I'd see her face Dear mama (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya. And when it seems that I'm hopeless Heeey! Lady... But my plan is to show you that I understand. Enjoyed everywhere, Lyrics for Dear Mama (Xtra clean version) by 2Pac. It feels good puttin money in your mailbox And there's no way I can pay you back I know that my mama, know I'm shootin' first I love payin rent when the rent's due And I could see you comin home after work late You always was a black queen, mama To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did Cause when I was low you was there for me 2Pac - Dear Mama - Album Version (Edited) Lyrics. I don't wanna sign off (Woah) Shed tears with my baby sister Sweet lady, place no one above ya. And there's no way I can pay you back But now the road got rough, you're alone You are appreciated If you can make it through the night, there's a brighter day But all along I was lookin' for a father, he was gone I see the penitentiary, one day And even though I act crazy [Chorus] And even as a crack fiend mama And all the extra love that you gave me Tambourine Man’; June 21, 1965, Lyricapsule: Nirvana Drop ‘Bleach’; June 15, 1989, Lyricapsule: Derek and the Dominos’ First Gig; June 14, 1970, Picture Me Rollin' (Featuring Danny Boy, Big Syke & CPO). Sweet lady, place no one above ya. And there's no way I can pay you back Dear mama (Dear mom) [Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" w/ 2Pac] I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell wouldn't let me feel for a stranger I needed money of my own so I started slangin You say the words that can get me back in focus Dear Mama (Xtra clean version) song lyrics by 2Pac official. Mama in the trap so this her favorite song (Song, favorite song) There are no words that can express how I feel When I was sick as a little kid starts and ends within the same node. Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Place no one above ya, sweet lady [Chorus] An annotation cannot contain another annotation. And who'd think in elementary, hey I'd see the penitentiary They showed a young brother love I don't wanna sign off (Woah) Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool Uzi acknowledges these worries while also admitting that he too shares her fears, however he firmly states that he was brought up to do what we know he does best. I don't wanna sign off (No way) Oh, Mama, ooh la, ooh la, ooh la Don't know what this is Oh, Mama, ooh la, ooh la, ooh la Oh, what do I do now? Pour out some liquor and I reminisce And who'd think in elementary? They showed a young brother love And runnin from the police, that's right They tried to break my safe, I had a deadlock (Deadlock, slatt) You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own And even though I act craaazy Out here gettin' commas (Count up) You are appreciated. You are appreciated Tryin' to raise 2 bad kids on your own [Verse Three: 2Pac] Pour out some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama (You are appreciated) I needed money of my own so I started slangin' (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya. Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face Writer(s): Joe Sample, Bruce Andre Hawes, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Charles B Simmons, Joseph B. Jefferson, Tony D Pizarro, You will get 3 free months if you haven't already used an Apple Music free trial, Made with love & passion in Italy. And never left me alone because you cared for me Was on 32nd Street, I was like eight then (I think Cumberland) He passed away and I didn't cry Out here gettin' commas (Count up) And who'd think in elementary? And if I get locked up mom change the law (Oh yeah) [Chorus] I was a fool with the big boys, breakin' all the rules But my plan is to show you that I understand I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs And grandmama (1600 Block). But my plan is to show you that I understand. Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya. I finally understand Are full of all the sweet things you did for me You always was a black queen mama One day, runnin' from the police that's right [Verse 1] I don't wanna sign off (No way) Slatt, slatt, slatt Don't cha know we love ya? (And dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya. All my diamonds rocked up (Oh yeah, okay) Sweet lady Don't cha know we love ya? If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell But the plan is to show you that I understand. Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place Are full of all the sweet things you did for me Mama catch me, put a whoopin' to my backside To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did What's wrong with the world, mama People livin' like they ain't got no mamas I think the whole world's addicted to the drama Only attracted to the things that'll bring the trauma Overseas, yeah, we tryin' to stop terrorism But we still got terrorists here livin' In the USA, the big … There's no way I can pay you back But my plan is to show you that I understand Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside Love you mama (That's on gang) I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you Lady, don't ya know we love ya. I'm gon' get them racks, lil' baby, they so long (Long, they so long), Said I wasn't nothin’ but I came in strong (Strong), When I was small, mama made me tall (Tall), Even though I'm daddy's pup she still gon’ wipe my paws (My paws), Don't care about this money, don't care about them cars (She don't, she don't), Now I got the game in a headlock (Headlock, okay), Moved to Francisville and met my real friends (Bah). But now the road got rough, you're alone You always was a black queen, mama 'Cause my anger wouldn't let me feel for a stranger And dear mama (And dear Mama) I got to thank the Lord that you made me It feels good puttin' money in your mailbox Your in the kitchen tryin' to fix us a hot plate Sweet lady, don't ya know we love ya. Dear mama (Slatt, 1600 Block) And all my childhood memories Whip my wrist, it lock up (Yeah, okay) 2Pac Greatest Hits (Edited Version) Album, Dear Mama - Album Version (Edited) Lyrics, God Bless The Dead - 1998 Greatest Hits (Edit), Me Against The World - Album Version (Edited), To Live & Die In L.A. - Album Version (Edited), Troublesome '96 - 1998 Greatest Hits (Edit), Lyricapsule: The Surfaris Drop ‘Wipe Out’; June 22, 1963, Lyricapsule: The Byrds Drop ‘Mr. If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day Out here gettin' commas (Count up) Lady, don't ya know we love ya. And runnin from the police, that's right It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on When I was young me and my mama had beef She don't want me locked up (Locked up) And there's no way I can pay you back Dear mama (Dear Mama) This is just a preview! I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs with the big boys, breakin all the rules Suspended from school, scared to go home I hung around with the thugs and even though they sold drugs You never kept a secret, always stayed real for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man I wish I could take the pain away