Young mothers
That's right
I feel ya (hey)
I know how it is
(MAMA's JUST A LIL' GIRL)
Don't nobody understand
I feel ya

Verse 1: Tupac

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'se got to do this on your own
So baby go on
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 mama's just A little girl

Chorus

Mama
Don't know why
Mama's just a little girl
Given that she's a ??
Time ain't on her side
Mama's just a little girl
(Mama's just a little girl)
She gotta hold her head up high

Verse 2: Tupac

At 16 what a beautiful thing
The very essence of a jet
black ebony queen
And who could tell she
would 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, though it takes
time to build the body and
the mind
She reclines 9 months
Then finally its 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 concrete
Grown within
Blessed with twins
How the hell can mamma raise 3 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 ain't the cause of all the drama
Cause mommas just a little girl

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Mama
Don't know why
Mama's just a little girl
Liven if she is or not
Time ain't on her side
Cause ama's just a little girl
(Mama's just a little girl)
She gotta hold her head up high
(How could she raise us)

Verse 3: Tupac

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
But 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 nigga
having g's in hand
Mamma told me not to be a punk
Fuck what you talking about coward
What you niggas want?

(hey)
They 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 mammas just a little girl
(hey hey)

Chorus

Repeat until fade

Mama
don't know why
Mama's just a little girl
Given that she is or not
time ain't on here side
mama's just a little girl
(mama's just a little girl)
she gotta hold her head up high

Tupac Talking

They ask us why we mutilate
each other like we do
And wonder why we hold such
little worth for human life
Facing all this drama
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 its
will to reach the sun
Well
We are the roses (echo)
This is the concrete (echo)
And these are my damaged petals (echo)
Don't ask me why (echo)
Thank god nigga (echo)
Ask me how (echo)
(hahaha)

You see, mama's just a little girl