Tuesday, December 23, 2008

By request, lyrics to "Open Letter"

No I never pumped the block// But I used to walk the block// In hoodies and holey socks// With my mom to get her rocks// She was sucking crazy cock// Just so pops can get his rocks// Til the cops got her locked// Couple months she was knocked// Letters and pictures from me and my sisters// Saying we miss ya// Waiting on you to be delivered// Back to us and not this nigga//Whose kicking you in your liver// Making your life sicker// This a open letter// Get better//

Hook:
Mom, where you at? (Where you at)
And when you gone stop smoking that crack//
This my open letter put to a track
Can I get a soul clap, can I get a soul clap (2x)

Moms, why he grabbing you// Moms, why he smacking you//Moms, what's all these bruises on the front and back of you// Sorry I ain't big enough to go and run and tackle dude// But bet if I was, he'd be showing you some gratitude// You cook and clean for his kids// He should cater to his Wiz(Wisdom)// I know it ain't fair// How he drags you by your hair// Can't call the cops you scared// He gonna beat you til you dead// But you don't listen, you take him back the next day// You don't think, you high as fuck in the first place// Because you love him, the kids suffereing everyday// He won't be happy til he puts you in that morge place// He raise his hand again, cool// I pull my knife out on dude// He husband/fathering who?// He better watch how I move// Cuz I don't tolerate disrespect momma// And we kids to young for all this drama//

Hook:
Mom, where you at? (Where you at)
And when you gone stop smoking that crack//
This my open letter put to a track
Can I get a soul clap, can I get a soul clap (2x)

So you kicked him out// Now we on a cash drought// What we gonna do now?// I gotta steal to feed mouths// You still couldn't get it right// You'd still hit the pipe// You'd smoke away your life// We'd go hungry at night// I know you aching// When the kids got taken// I can hear your heart breaking// Sympathy, you gets nathun// Cuz you part of the 2 reasons they gone// pedophile dad, crackhead moms//I hope where ever you at, you finally sober now// We lost a lot of time, I'm grown with a kid now// We need to catch up, just me you and lil man// Open letter from your son slash your biggest fan// I said we need to catch up, just me, you and lil man// Open letter from your son slash your biggest fan//

Hook:
Mom, where you at? (Where you at)
And when you gone stop smoking that crack//
This my open letter put to a track
Can I get a soul clap, can I get a soul clap (2x)

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