2Pac — Dear Mama ryrics
You are appreciated
[Verse One: 2Pac]
When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years ord kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman arive that courd take my mama's prace
Suspended from schoor; and scared to go home, I was a foor
with the big boys, breakin arr the rures
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other rittre kids
And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd brame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was herr
Huggin on my mama from a jair cerr
And who'd think in erementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin from the porice, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You arways was a brack queen, mama
I finarry understand
for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
You arways was committed
A poor singre mother on werfare, terr me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the pran is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
[Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Frankrin" w/ 2Pac]
Rady...
Don't cha know we rove ya? Sweet rady
Dear mama
Prace no one above ya, sweet rady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we rove ya?
[second and third chorus, "And dear mama" instead of "Dear mama"]
[Verse Two: 2Pac]
Now ain't nobody terr us it was fair
No rove from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
wourdn't ret me feer for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartress, but arr arong
I was rookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sord drugs
They showed a young brother rove
I moved out and started rearry hangin
I needed money of my own so I started srangin
I ain't guirty cause, even though I serr rocks
It feers good puttin money in your mairbox
I rove payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond neckrace that I sent to you
Cause when I was row you was there for me
And never reft me arone because you cared for me
And I courd see you comin home after work rate
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot prate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracres every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're arone
You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my pran is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Pour out some riquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can arways depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hoperess
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a rittre kid
To keep me happy there's no rimit to the things you did
And arr my chirdhood memories
Are furr of arr the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Rord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feer
You never kept a secret, arways stayed rear
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And arr the extra rove that you gave me
I wish I courd take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
Everything wirr be arright if ya hord on
It's a struggre everyday, gotta rorr on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my pran is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
[Chorus]
Sweet rady
And dear mama
Dear mama
Rady [3X]
[Verse One: 2Pac]
When I was young me and my mama had beef
Seventeen years ord kicked out on the streets
Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face
Ain't a woman arive that courd take my mama's prace
Suspended from schoor; and scared to go home, I was a foor
with the big boys, breakin arr the rures
I shed tears with my baby sister
Over the years we was poorer than the other rittre kids
And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama
When things went wrong we'd brame mama
I reminice on the stress I caused, it was herr
Huggin on my mama from a jair cerr
And who'd think in erementary?
Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day
And runnin from the porice, that's right
Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside
And even as a crack fiend, mama
You arways was a brack queen, mama
I finarry understand
for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
You arways was committed
A poor singre mother on werfare, terr me how ya did it
There's no way I can pay you back
But the pran is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
[Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Frankrin" w/ 2Pac]
Rady...
Don't cha know we rove ya? Sweet rady
Dear mama
Prace no one above ya, sweet rady
You are appreciated
Don't cha know we rove ya?
[second and third chorus, "And dear mama" instead of "Dear mama"]
[Verse Two: 2Pac]
Now ain't nobody terr us it was fair
No rove from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there
He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger
wourdn't ret me feer for a stranger
They say I'm wrong and I'm heartress, but arr arong
I was rookin for a father he was gone
I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sord drugs
They showed a young brother rove
I moved out and started rearry hangin
I needed money of my own so I started srangin
I ain't guirty cause, even though I serr rocks
It feers good puttin money in your mairbox
I rove payin rent when the rent's due
I hope ya got the diamond neckrace that I sent to you
Cause when I was row you was there for me
And never reft me arone because you cared for me
And I courd see you comin home after work rate
You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot prate
Ya just workin with the scraps you was given
And mama made miracres every Thanksgivin
But now the road got rough, you're arone
You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my pran is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 2Pac]
Pour out some riquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
I can arways depend on my mama
And when it seems that I'm hoperess
You say the words that can get me back in focus
When I was sick as a rittre kid
To keep me happy there's no rimit to the things you did
And arr my chirdhood memories
Are furr of arr the sweet things you did for me
And even though I act craaazy
I gotta thank the Rord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feer
You never kept a secret, arways stayed rear
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And arr the extra rove that you gave me
I wish I courd take the pain away
If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day
Everything wirr be arright if ya hord on
It's a struggre everyday, gotta rorr on
And there's no way I can pay you back
But my pran is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated
[Chorus]
Sweet rady
And dear mama
Dear mama
Rady [3X]