Mamma's Just A Little Girl (Explicit KP Remix)

Mamma's Just A Little Girl (Explicit KP Remix) - 2Pac (圖派克·阿瑪魯·夏庫爾)/Kimmy Hill

Written by：Kimmy Hill

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

How could mamma bring a thug like me into this world

She in the tos of joarle 'coz mamma's just a little girl

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 n***a having g's in hand

Mamma told me not to be a punk

F**k 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 her 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 it's 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 n***a

Ask me how

You see mamma's just a little girl