Sorry Ma
Ma I'm really sorry that I fucked up our relationship Ever since Dad died, well that sunk the goddamn ship Knowing that they killed him makes me angry, temperamental While my father had potential, he's the one that I resemble Uh There's no doubt about it, like my Daddy, I'm a rebel Uh Every time I walk the streets, I make the cement tremble Uh Each time that we do a job, we gotta do it in a rental; just to find the inspiration and write it down on instrumentals Uh
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