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Young mothers (that's right)<br />I feel ya (hey)<br />I know how it is<br />Mama's just a little girl<br />Don't nobody understand<br />I feel ya<br />[Verse 1: 2Pac]<br />She was born a heavy set girl with pigtails and curls<br />A heart full of gold, still it won't change the world<br />Though she could never understand why<br />Some underhanded plans witnessed a man die<br />Was only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still<br />See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killed<br />Little girl don't cry, cuz even though they died<br />You can best believe they're watching over thee from the sky<br />Never asked for this misery, but look at what you're getting<br />Is a blessing in disguise when you find out you're pregnant<br />No money, no home, and even though you're all alone<br />You gots to do this on your own, so baby go<br />I wish you luck and if you need me, call<br />Just come to me and let me feed you all<br />I can understand the way it feels when you're fighting the world<br />Facing all this drama when Mama's just a little girl<br />[Chorus]<br />Mama don't know why<br />Mama's just a little girl<br />Living if she is or not<br />Time ain't on her side<br />'Cause Mama's just a little girl<br />She gotta hold her head up high<br />[Verse 2: 2Pac]<br />At sixteen, what a beautiful thing<br />The very essence of a jet-black ebony queen<br />And who could tell she'd get pregnant at an early age? (what?!)<br />She didn't listen, had sex, watch her belly raise (hey)<br />Got violated by someone she dated, if this is fate<br />I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we waited<br />Though it takes time to build a body and a mind<br />She reclines nine months then finally it's time<br />What do we find? Little growing boy of mine<br />With a tortured soul, addicted to a life of crime<br />Had no time for the growing stage<br />He learned his values on the streets at an early age<br />Watch for police, don't come home (why?)<br />Cuz Mama's acting crazy at the hospital<br />About to have another baby, like a rose from the concrete<br />Growing within, blessed with twins<br />How the hell can Mama raise three men?<br />So we began, closest family, such insanity<br />A happy home from one act of inhumanity<br />Plus Mama said they seed was corrupt, it used to rub<br />Her belly, begging to let us breathe if she loved us<br />Now, Mama, since quiet, sipping peppermint Schnapps<br />Turned the house into a spot and made her watch for cops<br />How could Mama bring a thug like me into the world?<br />She ain't the cause of all this drama<br />'Cause Mama's just a little girl<br />[Chorus]<br />[Verse 3: 2Pac]<br />Now, will she remain in the same spot?<br />The gunshots rang, they came from the 'caine spot<br />Now, look here, I see her clutching her son in her arms, she's hurt<br />Her heart bleeds, now she watched her seed die in the dirt<br />Fulfil prophecies, but who could stop the grief<br />I walk around trying to hold the world up on top of me<br />Probably be an innocent man, still I'm the victim of a curse<br />What could be worse? Nothing but pain since my birth<br />Only functions at the pen, cuz everybody's in<br />Paying back society, I'm guilty of a life of sin<br />I watch the drama occur, my eyes blur before I jetted<br />I wonder why we all have to die before we get it<br />Though we shed tears, so many peers I've done buried<br />Worried and scared, knowing I'm going to see the cemetery<br />Must be prepared in this cold world no one cares<br />Knowing it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share<br />In this land of the underhanded schemes and plans<br />Vivid dreams of a nigga having G's in hand<br />Mama told me not to be a punk<br />Fuck what you talking about, coward, what you niggaz want? (hey)<br />There ain't a thing I wouldn't do for my Mama in this world<br />'Cause you know I ain't mad at cha, you're just a little girl<br />[Chorus]<br />[Outro: 2Pac]<br />They ask us why we mutilate each other like we do<br />They wonder why we hold such little worth for human life<br />Facing all this drama<br />To ask us why we turn from bad to worse is to ignore from which we came<br />You see, you wouldn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete had <br />damaged petals<br />On the contrary, we would all celebrate its tenacity<br />We would all love its will to reach the sun<br />Well, we are the roses<br />This is the concrete<br />And these are my damaged petals<br />Don't ask me why<br />Thank God, nigga<br />Ask me how<br />You see, Mama's just a little girl (hey)
Letra nueva de la canción
Young mothers (that's right)<br />I feel ya (hey)<br />I know how it is<br />Mama's just a little girl<br />Don't nobody understand<br />I feel ya<br />[Verse 1: 2Pac]<br />She was born a heavy set girl with pigtails and curls<br />A heart full of gold, still it won't change the world<br />Though she could never understand why<br />Some underhanded plans witnessed a man die<br />Was only fifteen, should have been a beauty queen, still<br />See her crying by the caskets when her parents got killed<br />Little girl don't cry, cuz even though they died<br />You can best believe they're watching over thee from the sky<br />Never asked for this misery, but look at what you're getting<br />Is a blessing in disguise when you find out you're pregnant<br />No money, no home, and even though you're all alone<br />You gots to do this on your own, so baby go<br />I wish you luck and if you need me, call<br />Just come to me and let me feed you all<br />I can understand the way it feels when you're fighting the world<br />Facing all this drama when Mama's just a little girl<br />[Chorus]<br />Mama don't know why<br />Mama's just a little girl<br />Living if she is or not<br />Time ain't on her side<br />'Cause Mama's just a little girl<br />She gotta hold her head up high<br />[Verse 2: 2Pac]<br />At sixteen, what a beautiful thing<br />The very essence of a jet-black ebony queen<br />And who could tell she'd get pregnant at an early age? (what?!)<br />She didn't listen, had sex, watch her belly raise (hey)<br />Got violated by someone she dated, if this is fate<br />I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we waited<br />Though it takes time to build a body and a mind<br />She reclines nine months then finally it's time<br />What do we find? Little growing boy of mine<br />With a tortured soul, addicted to a life of crime<br />Had no time for the growing stage<br />He learned his values on the streets at an early age<br />Watch for police, don't come home (why?)<br />Cuz Mama's acting crazy at the hospital<br />About to have another baby, like a rose from the concrete<br />Growing within, blessed with twins<br />How the hell can Mama raise three men?<br />So we began, closest family, such insanity<br />A happy home from one act of inhumanity<br />Plus Mama said they seed was corrupt, it used to rub<br />Her belly, begging to let us breathe if she loved us<br />Now, Mama, since quiet, sipping peppermint Schnapps<br />Turned the house into a spot and made her watch for cops<br />How could Mama bring a thug like me into the world?<br />She ain't the cause of all this drama<br />'Cause Mama's just a little girl<br />[Chorus]<br />[Verse 3: 2Pac]<br />Now, will she remain in the same spot?<br />The gunshots rang, they came from the 'caine spot<br />Now, look here, I see her clutching her son in her arms, she's hurt<br />Her heart bleeds, now she watched her seed die in the dirt<br />Fulfil prophecies, but who could stop the grief<br />I walk around trying to hold the world up on top of me<br />Probably be an innocent man, still I'm the victim of a curse<br />What could be worse? Nothing but pain since my birth<br />Only functions at the pen, cuz everybody's in<br />Paying back society, I'm guilty of a life of sin<br />I watch the drama occur, my eyes blur before I jetted<br />I wonder why we all have to die before we get it<br />Though we shed tears, so many peers I've done buried<br />Worried and scared, knowing I'm going to see the cemetery<br />Must be prepared in this cold world no one cares<br />Knowing it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share<br />In this land of the underhanded schemes and plans<br />Vivid dreams of a nigga having G's in hand<br />Mama told me not to be a punk<br />Fuck what you talking about, coward, what you niggaz want? (hey)<br />There ain't a thing I wouldn't do for my Mama in this world<br />'Cause you know I ain't mad at cha, you're just a little girl<br />[Chorus]<br />[Outro: 2Pac]<br />They ask us why we mutilate each other like we do<br />They wonder why we hold such little worth for human life<br />Facing all this drama<br />To ask us why we turn from bad to worse is to ignore from which we came<br />You see, you wouldn't ask why the rose that grew from the concrete had <br />damaged petals<br />On the contrary, we would all celebrate its tenacity<br />We would all love its will to reach the sun<br />Well, we are the roses<br />This is the concrete<br />And these are my damaged petals<br />Don't ask me why<br />Thank God, nigga<br />Ask me how<br />You see, Mama's just a little girl (hey)
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