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Tupac Shakur
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Mamma's Just a Little Girl
作词：Kimmy Hill, Johnny Jackson, Tupac Shakur, Alex Wood Stiff, Kip Wilson
Young mothers, that's right
I feel ya, hey, I know how it is
Mamma's just a little girl
Don't nobody understand, I feel ya
She was born a heavy set girl with pig tails and curls
A heart full of gold still it won't change the world
Though she could never understand why
Some underhanded plans, witnessed a man die
Was only 15, should have been a beauty queen
Still see here crying by the caskets
When here parents got killed, little girl don't cry
'Coz even though they died, you can best believe
They watching over thee from the sky, never asked for this misery
But look at what you gettin', it's a blessing in disguise
When you find out your pregnant, no money, no home
And even though you all alone, you gots to do this on your own
So baby go, I wish you luck and if you need me, call
Just come to me and let me feed you all
I can understand the way it feels when you fighting the world
Facing all this drama when mamma's just a little girl
Mama, don't know why, mamma's just a little girl
Given that she is or not
And time ain't on her side 'cause mamma's just a little girl
She gotta hold her head up high
At 16 what a beautiful thing
The very essence of a jet black ebony queen
And who could tell she'd get pregnant at an early age
She didn't listen, had sex, watch her belly raise
Hey, got violated by someone she dated
If this is fate I hate to see the seed she created
So we wait and though it takes time to build the body and the mind
She reclines 9 months then finally it's time
What do we find?
A little grown boy a mind with a tortured soul
Addicted to a life of crime at no time of the growing stage
He learned his values on the streets at an early age
Watch for police, don't come home, why?
'Coz mammas acting crazy at the hospital
'Bout to have another baby like the rose from a concrete
Grown within blessed with twins, how the hell can mamma raise three men
So we began a closest family
Such insanity, a happy home for one act inhumanity
Plus mammas said the seed was corrupted
Used the rubber belly begging us to breathe if she love us
Now mamma sits quiet sipping peppermint schnapps
Turned the house into a spot and made her watch for cops, hey
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How could mamma bring a thug like me into this world?
She ain't the cause of all the drama 'cause mammas just a little girl
Mamma, don't know why, mamma's just a little girl
Given that she is or not
And time ain't on her side, 'cause mamma's just a little girl
She gotta hold her head up high
Now, would she remain in the same spot?
The gunshots rang, they came from the cane spot
Now look here, I see her clutching her son in her arms she hurt
Her heart bleeding as she watched her seed die in the dirt
Fulfill prophecy but who could stop the grief?
I walk around trying to hold the world up on top me
Probably be an innocent man still I'm the victim of a curse
What could be worse? Nothing but pain
Since my birth, taught me functions at the pen
'Cause everybody's in paying back society
I'm guilty of a life of sin, I watched the drama occur
My eyes blurred 'fore I jet it, I wonder why we all have to die for we get it
Though we shed tears, so many peers I done buried
Worried and scared knowing I'ma see the cemetery
Must be prepared in this cold world, no-one cares
No it ain't fair, but we all there and do our share
In this land of underhanded schemes and plans
Vivid dreams of a nigga having G's in hand
Mamma told me not to be a punk
Fuck what you talking about coward, what you niggas want?
Hey there ain't a thing I wouldn't do for my mamma in this world
'Cause you know I ain't mad at cha
You just a little girl
See mamma's just a little girl
Mamma, don't know why, mamma's just a little girl
Given that she is or not
Time ain't on here side, mamma's just a little girl
She gotta hold her head up high
But to ask us why we to turn from bad to worse
Is to ignore from which we came
You see you wouldn't ask why the rose
That grew from the concrete had damaged petals
On the contrary we would all celebrate its tenacity
We would all love its will to reach the sun
Well, we are the roses, this is the concrete
And these are my damaged petals
Don't ask me why
Thank God, nigga
Ask me how
You see, mamma's just a little girl
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