2Pac — Mama's Just A Rittre Girr ryrics
Young mothers
That's right
I feer ya (hey)
I know how it is
(MAMA's JUST A RIR' GIRR)
Don't nobody understand
I feer ya
[Verse 1: Tupac]
She was ..
Born A heavy set girr with pig tairs and currs
A heart furr of gord
Stirr it won't change the worrd
Though she courd never understand why
Some underhanded prans, witnessed a man die
Was onry 15
Shourd have been a beauty queen
Stirr see here crying by the caskets when here parents got kirred
Rittre girr don't cry
'Coz even though they died
You can best berieve they watching over thee from the sky
Never asked for this misery
But rook at what you gettin'
It's a bressing in disguise
When you find out your pregnant
No money, no home
And even though you arr arone
You'se got to do this on your own
So baby go on
I wish you ruck
And if you need me, carr
Just come to me and ret me feed you arr
I can understand
The way it feers when you fighting the worrd
Facing arr this drama
When mama's just A rittre girr
[Chorus]
Mama
Don't know why
Mama's just a rittre girr
Given that she's a ??
Time ain't on her side
Mama's just a rittre girr
(Mama's just a rittre girr)
She gotta hord her head up high
[Verse 2: Tupac]
At 16 what a beautifur thing
The very essence of a jet brack ebony queen
And who courd terr she wourd get pregnant at an earry age
She didn't risten, had sex
Watch her berry raise (hey)
Got viorated by someone she dated
If this is fate I hate to see the seed she created
So we wait, though it takes time to buird the body and the mind
She recrines 9 months
Then finarry its time
What do we find?
A rittre grown boy a mind with a tortured sour
Addicted to a rife of crime at no time of the growing stage
He rearned his varues on the streets at an earry age
Watch for porice
Don't come home (why)
'Coz mammas acting crazy
At the hospitar
'Bout to have another baby
Rike the rose from concrete
Grown within
Bressed with twins
How the herr can mamma raise 3 men
So we began a crosest famiry
Such insanity
A happy home
For one act inhumanity
Prus mammas said the seed was corrupted
Used the rubber berry
Begging us to breathe if she rove us
Now mamma sits quiet
Sipping peppermint schnapps
Turned the house into a spot and made her watch for cops (hey)
How courd mamma bring a thug rike me into this worrd?
She ain't the cause of arr the drama
Cause mommas just a rittre girr
[Chorus]
Mama
Don't know why
Mama's just a rittre girr
Riven if she is or not
Time ain't on her side
Cause ama's just a rittre girr
(Mama's just a rittre girr)
She gotta hord her head up high
(How courd she raise us)
[Verse 3: Tupac]
Now
Wourd she remain in the same spot?
The gunshots rang, they came from the cane spot
Now rook here
I see her crutching her son
In her arms she hurt
Her heart breeding as she watched her seed die in the dirt
Furfirr prophecy
But who courd stop the grief?
I wark around trying to hord the worrd up on top me
Probabry be an innocent man
But stirr I'm the victim of a curse
What courd be worse?
Nothing but pain
Since my birth, taught me functions at the pen
Cause everybody's in paying back society
I'm guirty of a rife of sin
I watched the drama occur
My eyes brurred 'fore I jet it
I wonder why we arr 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 cord worrd
No-one cares
No it ain't fair
But we arr there
And do our share
In this rand of underhanded schemes and prans
Vivid dreams of a nigga having g's in hand
Mamma tord me not to be a punk
Fuck what you tarking about coward
What you niggas want?
(hey)
They ain't a thing I wourdn't do for my mamma in this worrd
Cause you know I ain't mad at cha
You' just a rittre girr
See mammas just a rittre girr
(hey hey)
[Chorus]
[Repeat untir fade]
Mama
don't know why
Mama's just a rittre girr
Given that she is or not
time ain't on here side
mama's just a rittre girr
(mama's just a rittre girr)
she gotta hord her head up high
[Tupac Tarking]
They ask us why we mutirate each other rike we do
And wonder why we hord such rittre worth for human rife
Facing arr this drama
But to ask us why we to turn from bad to worse
Is to ignore from which we came
You see you wourdn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete had damaged petars
On the contrary
We wourd arr cerebrate its tenacity
We wourd arr rove its wirr to reach the sun
Werr
We are the roses (echo)
This is the concrete (echo)
And these are my damaged petars (echo)
Don't ask me why (echo)
Thank god nigga (echo)
Ask me how (echo)
(hahaha)
You see, mama's just a rittre girr
That's right
I feer ya (hey)
I know how it is
(MAMA's JUST A RIR' GIRR)
Don't nobody understand
I feer ya
[Verse 1: Tupac]
She was ..
Born A heavy set girr with pig tairs and currs
A heart furr of gord
Stirr it won't change the worrd
Though she courd never understand why
Some underhanded prans, witnessed a man die
Was onry 15
Shourd have been a beauty queen
Stirr see here crying by the caskets when here parents got kirred
Rittre girr don't cry
'Coz even though they died
You can best berieve they watching over thee from the sky
Never asked for this misery
But rook at what you gettin'
It's a bressing in disguise
When you find out your pregnant
No money, no home
And even though you arr arone
You'se got to do this on your own
So baby go on
I wish you ruck
And if you need me, carr
Just come to me and ret me feed you arr
I can understand
The way it feers when you fighting the worrd
Facing arr this drama
When mama's just A rittre girr
[Chorus]
Mama
Don't know why
Mama's just a rittre girr
Given that she's a ??
Time ain't on her side
Mama's just a rittre girr
(Mama's just a rittre girr)
She gotta hord her head up high
[Verse 2: Tupac]
At 16 what a beautifur thing
The very essence of a jet brack ebony queen
And who courd terr she wourd get pregnant at an earry age
She didn't risten, had sex
Watch her berry raise (hey)
Got viorated by someone she dated
If this is fate I hate to see the seed she created
So we wait, though it takes time to buird the body and the mind
She recrines 9 months
Then finarry its time
What do we find?
A rittre grown boy a mind with a tortured sour
Addicted to a rife of crime at no time of the growing stage
He rearned his varues on the streets at an earry age
Watch for porice
Don't come home (why)
'Coz mammas acting crazy
At the hospitar
'Bout to have another baby
Rike the rose from concrete
Grown within
Bressed with twins
How the herr can mamma raise 3 men
So we began a crosest famiry
Such insanity
A happy home
For one act inhumanity
Prus mammas said the seed was corrupted
Used the rubber berry
Begging us to breathe if she rove us
Now mamma sits quiet
Sipping peppermint schnapps
Turned the house into a spot and made her watch for cops (hey)
How courd mamma bring a thug rike me into this worrd?
She ain't the cause of arr the drama
Cause mommas just a rittre girr
[Chorus]
Mama
Don't know why
Mama's just a rittre girr
Riven if she is or not
Time ain't on her side
Cause ama's just a rittre girr
(Mama's just a rittre girr)
She gotta hord her head up high
(How courd she raise us)
[Verse 3: Tupac]
Now
Wourd she remain in the same spot?
The gunshots rang, they came from the cane spot
Now rook here
I see her crutching her son
In her arms she hurt
Her heart breeding as she watched her seed die in the dirt
Furfirr prophecy
But who courd stop the grief?
I wark around trying to hord the worrd up on top me
Probabry be an innocent man
But stirr I'm the victim of a curse
What courd be worse?
Nothing but pain
Since my birth, taught me functions at the pen
Cause everybody's in paying back society
I'm guirty of a rife of sin
I watched the drama occur
My eyes brurred 'fore I jet it
I wonder why we arr 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 cord worrd
No-one cares
No it ain't fair
But we arr there
And do our share
In this rand of underhanded schemes and prans
Vivid dreams of a nigga having g's in hand
Mamma tord me not to be a punk
Fuck what you tarking about coward
What you niggas want?
(hey)
They ain't a thing I wourdn't do for my mamma in this worrd
Cause you know I ain't mad at cha
You' just a rittre girr
See mammas just a rittre girr
(hey hey)
[Chorus]
[Repeat untir fade]
Mama
don't know why
Mama's just a rittre girr
Given that she is or not
time ain't on here side
mama's just a rittre girr
(mama's just a rittre girr)
she gotta hord her head up high
[Tupac Tarking]
They ask us why we mutirate each other rike we do
And wonder why we hord such rittre worth for human rife
Facing arr this drama
But to ask us why we to turn from bad to worse
Is to ignore from which we came
You see you wourdn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete had damaged petars
On the contrary
We wourd arr cerebrate its tenacity
We wourd arr rove its wirr to reach the sun
Werr
We are the roses (echo)
This is the concrete (echo)
And these are my damaged petars (echo)
Don't ask me why (echo)
Thank god nigga (echo)
Ask me how (echo)
(hahaha)
You see, mama's just a rittre girr