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2pac - dear mama (intro, verse 1, chorus, verse 2, & verse 3) lyrics

[intro]
you are appreciated

[verse 1]
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 a woman alive that could take my mama’s place
suspended from school, and scared a go home
i was a fool, with the big boys breaking all the rules
i shed tears with my baby sister, over the years
we was poorer than the other little kids
and even though we had differеnt daddies, the same drama
whеn things went wrong, we’d blame mama
i reminisce on the stress i caused, it was h+ll
hugging on my mama from a jail cell
and, who’d think in elementary, hey
i’d see the penitentiary one day?
and running from the police, that’s right
mama catch me, put a whooping to my backside
and even as a crack fiend, mama
you always was a black queen, mama
i finally understand
for a woman, it ain’t easy trying da raise a man
you always was committed
a poor single mother on welfare, tell me how you did it
there’s no way i can pay you back
but the plan is to show you that i understand
you are appreciated
[chorus]
dear mama
you are appreciated
dear mama
dear mama

[verse 2]
now, ain’t n0body tell us it was fair
no love for my daddy, ’cause the coward wasn’t there
he passed away and i didn’t cry
’cause my anger wouldn’t let me feel for a stranger
they say i’m wrong and i’m heartless, but, all along
i was looking for a father, he was gone
i hung around with the thugs, and, even though they sold drugs
they showed a young brother love
i moved out and started really hanging
i needed money of my own, so i started slanging
i ain’t guilty, ’cause, even though i sell rocks
it feels good putting money in your mailbox
i love paying rent when the rent is due
i hope you got the diamond necklace that i sent to you
’cause, when i was low, you was there for me
you never left me alone, because you cared for me
and i could see you coming home after work late
you’re in the kitchen, trying da fix us a hot plate
you just working with the scr+ps you was given
and mama made miracles every thanksgiving
but now the road got rough, you’re alone
you’re trying da raise two bad kids on your own
and there’s no way i can pay you back
but my plan is to show you that i understand
you are appreciated
[verse 3]
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
and all my childhood memories
are full of all the sweet things you did for me
and, even though i act crazy
i gotta thank the lord that cha made me
there are no words that can express how i feel
you never kept a secret, always stayed real
and i appreciate how you raised me
and all the extra love that cha gave me
i wish i could take the pain away
if you can make it through the night, there’s a brighter day
everything will be alright if you hold on
it’s a struggle every day, gotta roll on
and there’s no way i can pay you back
but my plan is to show you that i understand
you are appreciated

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