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Big Punisher

Genres: Hip-Hop

Mamma Lyrics - Big Punisher

"Mama, I don't understand 

Why he had to fuck with me, now I gotta kill this man" 

I said, "Mama, now I'm on the run 

Dear Mama, what have I done?" 

 

Somebody save me, I think I just killed somebody, baby 

Shoulda chilled but money was really tryin' to play me 

Couldn't hold it no more so I showed him the four 

Duke was dissin' my girl, like she was hoein' on tour 

 

And knowin' I'm raw, money tried to play fly 

I said wassup? to the bitch, why she couldn't say hi? 

That ain't right, I had to put him in his place 

Remember them hollows I bought for three bottles? I put 'em in his face 

 

I didn't have to disgrace myself, hatin' myself 

"Ahora a tu" blam, blam, brace yo'self 

That's the law, the streets are like basketball 

But sometimes you shoot, sometimes you pass it off 

 

Can't always take a shot, make one mistake you upstate for what? 

Too much hate, time to break the lock 

I hate the cops so I ain't tryin' to see 'em 

I love a brother doin' triple life but I ain't tryin' to be him 

 

That's why I be on the low and keep my feet in the row 

'Cause they're tellin' me as far as felonies you get life for three in a row 

Then wadda ya know? Last week at the flicks 

I had to kill somebody for steppin' on my kicks 

(Stupid) 

 

"Mama, I don't understand 

Why he had to fuck with me, now I gotta kill this man" 

I said, "Mama, now I'm on the run 

Dear Mama, what have I done?" 

 

I can murder half the world, laugh, while the other side hate me 

But hurt one hair on my Mama head and I'ma cry like a baby 

She my heart and soul, what Jimi Hendrix was to rock 'n' roll 

Made me believe I could achieve the impossible 

 

Now you know one of my weaknesses but Punisher keeps it glitz 

So don't pull out 'cause when I pop, oh, what a relief it is 

Send you where Jesus is, hold up, that's the gas chamber 

Think before you put on that ski-mask and blast a stranger 

 

Relax the anger, don't be so hard on yourself 

That's how you'll end up twelve years old, bein' charged as an adult 

Terror Squad is here to help so you can learn from our mistakes 

'Cause power just makes you reject destiny and devour your fate 

 

How many hours I waste tryin' to figure the shit? 

Until I finally realized we're just niggaz and spics 

That's what they feel, what can I do but just stay real? 

Keep somethin' in the stash in case I gotta make bail 

 

'Cause ain't no brothers, runnin' shit in the system 

You goin' straight to jail if you colored and fit the description 

Fuck you talkin' about, I live here 

This is my buildin' nigga, fuck you nigga 

That's my daughter right there playin' fuck off me, get the fuck off 

 

"Mama, I don't understand 

Why he had to fuck with me, now I gotta kill this man" 

I said, "Mama, now I'm on the run 

Dear Mama, what have I done?" 

 

I don't have much time, so I'm only gonna ask you once 

To please forgive me Mama, I love you and I'm sorry I broke your heart 

But I ask you to do me a favor and take care of my daughters 

And raise them to be good respectable women, like their mother 

 

God bless her soul 

And raise my son to be a good man, a better man than me 

And for this I give you my soul, I love you 

 

"Mama, I don't understand 

Why he had to fuck with me, now I gotta kill this man" 

I said, "Mama, now I'm on the run 

Dear Mama, what have I done?" 

 

Hey, ma-ma-ma-mma 

I just killed a man 

Ma-mmaaa, what am I to do? 

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