The song reminds me in 2000 before my mother's death, may God have mercy on her It was one of the most beautiful days and I was her favorite, she died in my arms after struggling with cancer. 💔😴
Always remember the sweet memories even though she was here for 8 years .... I was adopted so I dont have any memories of my mother .... LOVe the Time You with Your Mom❗🦋🤍🌻🤍🤸♂️💖🧸
Remember bumping steve miller in the blue jeep, taking trips to otisco while we all sing, we used to all get excited for the rope swing, but we were scared to cross the water without floaties, If I could go back I wouldn't hesitate, tho times were really rough those were the best of days, had a couple dark nights with lights off, but you still brought light to our lives ma, we came along way from the west side, but even through the worst I seen your best side,
May lord Jesus Christ bless y'all for love s god always lead us the way my friends.....family ties always stay for life y'know imma sayin' my homies....
When I was young me and my mama had beef 17 years old kicked out on the streets tho back at the time I thought I never see her ain't a woman a alive take my mama's place
You always was committed a poor single mother on welfare tell me how you did it theres no way i can pay you back but my plan is to show you that i understand 💯
No mama mogla by w koncu poleciec na te malediwy bo ostatnio nie mogla oderwac wzroku od raju bo tak sie jej spodobalo... zasluzyla i mysle ze nue spierdolilem jeszcze wszystkiego i ze jest dumna. Z nienormalnego syna i mi to eystarczy...
[2pac:] You are appreciated When I was young, me and my mama had beef 17 years old, kicked out on the streets Though back at the time I never thought I'd see her face Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place Suspended from school And scared to go home, I was a fool With the big boys breaking all the rules I shed tears with my baby sister, over the years We was poorer than the other little kids And even though we had different daddies, the same drama When things went wrong we'd blame mama I reminisce on the stress I caused, it was hell Huggin' on my mama from a jail cell And who'd think in elementary, hey I'd see the penitentiary one day? And running from the police, that's right Mama catch me, put a whoopin' to my backside And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen, mama I finally understand For a woman it ain't easy trying to raise a man You always was committed A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how you did it There's no way I can pay you back, but the plan Is to show you that I understand; you are appreciated [Reggie Green and "Sweet Franklin" (2Pac):] Lady, don't you know we love ya? (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don't you know we love ya? [2pac:] Now, ain't nobody tell us it was fair No love from my daddy, 'cause the coward wasn't there He passed away and I didn't cry, 'cause my anger wouldn't let me feel for a stranger They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along I was looking for a father he was gone I hung around with the thugs And even though they sold drugs They showed a young brother love I moved out and started really hangin' I needed money of my own, so I started slangin' I ain't guilty, 'cause even though I sell rocks It feels good putting money in your mailbox I love paying rent when the rent is due I hope you got the diamond necklace that I sent to you 'Cause when I was low you was there for me And never left me alone, because you cared for me And I could see you coming home after work late You're in the kitchen, trying to fix us a hot plate You just working with the scraps you was given And Mama made miracles every Thanksgivin' But now the road got rough, you're alone You're trying to raise two bad kids on your own And there's no way I can pay you back, but my plan Is to show you that I understand; you are appreciated [Reggie Green and "Sweet Franklin" (2Pac):] Lady, don't you know we love ya? (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don't you know we love ya? [2pac:] Pour out some liquor and I reminisce 'Cause through the drama I can always depend on my mama And when it seems that I'm hopeless You say the words that can get me back in focus When I was sick as a little kid To keep me happy, there's no limit to the things you did And all my childhood memories Are full of all the sweet things you did for me And even though I act crazy I gotta thank the Lord that you made me There are no words that can express how I feel You never kept a secret, always stayed real And I appreciate how you raised me And all the extra love that you gave me I wish I could take the pain away If you can make it through the night, there's a brighter day Everything will be alright if you hold on It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on And there's no way I can pay you back, but my plan Is to show you that I understand; you are appreciated [Reggie Green and Sweet Franklin (2Pac):] Lady, don't you know we love ya? (Dear Mama) Sweet lady, place no one above ya (You are appreciated) Sweet lady, don't you know we love ya? (Dear Mama) Sweet lady Lady (Dear Mama) Lady Lady
2pac remix .. Dear momma Looking back at all the crazy shit i did Being your youngest kid I always knew love was the hardest to find after searching time after time Momma I always knew i could count on you to be there for me any time that im in need I Love you so much momma thank you For putting up with my drama i just wanna say hope your day is going great Just know your son is fully aware on how much you actually care And I promise you this if i could just make 1 wish it would be for you to see me getting my g.e.d and chasing all of my dreams .
Couplet 1 : Booba] Appeler au secours n'est pas mon genre, ça va sans dire J'ai jamais bossé, la chaussée m'a vu grandir J'ai toujours osé, posé mes tripes sur la musique Plutôt crever que taffer à l'usine La luxure m'aura à l'usure peut être J'suis jamais cuit même quand les poulets m'cuisinent, moi j'veux devenir c'que j'aurais dû être J'ai jamais su c'qu'étais mon rôle dans la vie A part être riche, avoir une piaule à Miami beach Aider sa mère et l'aimer avec un coeur éternel Ne pas prendre perpète comme Pernel J'veux déployer mes ailes, foncer contre-courant couronne baissée Cerveau blessé, paumes vers le ciel Dites bonjour aux banlieusards fidèles au poste Demande à la SACEM, qui est le boss ? Si mon parcours n'a rien d'héroïque Ma clique est sous contrat, la tienne sous héroïne [Refrain : Trade Union] À quoi ça sert d'être célèbre, sans le mériter ? J'ai toujours la verité au bout des lèvres Et le passé me suit, de jour comme de nuit Pourrais-je y arriver, au bout d'mes rêves ? [Couplet 2 : Booba] Hey yo j'débarque dans la place, Air Force neuves, pas d'Adidas Alerte au bling bling, bibibibi-biatch B2Zoo chef de gang sur bateau d'esclaves Laquelle de ces rappeurs veut test un M.C de Bakel ? Ici j'suis en visite, le roi en visu J'arrive en Ville-zi, brille-zi repart en vie-zi Ca capitule dans l'industrie, c'est la crise J'm'arrête au feu, les emcees lavent mon pare-brise Ni deux ni une, aucune apparition sans hémoglobine T'es à la fin de ton film, remballe et rembobine J'défraie pas la chronique, je la fume Si j'avais la thune à Beckham sa femme serait ma boniche Mon fils, à l'école tu seras imbattable Si tu échoues et que je pars avant toi, prends mes sous, jette ton cartable Et j'm'imagine en train de fé-ta À 2.50 sur le droit chemin voiture pée-ta [Refrain : Trade Union] À quoi ça sert d'être célèbre, sans le mériter ? J'ai toujours la verité au bout des lèvres Et le passé me suit, de jour comme de nuit Pourrais-je y arriver, au bout d'mes rêves ? [Pont : Booba & Mister Rudie] Ah ha! Bout d'mes rêves 'Member dat! B2OBA Reality! Trade Union Brop! Brop! Si, si [Couplet 3 : Booba] À quoi ça sert d'être célèbre, sans le mériter ? J'ai toujours la vérité pendue aux bouts des lèvres Et le passé me suit, de jour comme de nuit J'sais pas dans quel état j'vais arriver au bout de mes rêves J'ai le coeur solide, j'ai les mains pleines Quand elles seront vides me diras-tu que tu m'aimes ? Votre système je n'y crois pas Non sans phares à xénon, moi, je m'y vois pas [Refrain : Trade Union] À quoi ça sert d'être célèbre, sans le mériter ? J'ai toujours la verité au bout des lèvres Et le passé me suit, de jour comme de nuit Pourrais-je y arriver, au bout d'mes rêves ? À quoi ça sert d'être célèbre, sans le mériter ? J'ai toujours la verité au bout des lèvres Et le passé me suit, de jour comme de nuit Pourrais-je y arriver, au bout d'mes rêves ?
