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Motherfuckers can't cry no more When you die no more Its a crying shame You don't even try no more Black suits black ties and obituaries handed out Ashes to ashes after living life hand to mouth A deathwish is cool till its time to blow the candles out I need some answers now Leaving your sons is tantamount to throwing em straight to the wolves And everybody saying theyd be different if they had a man around He loved his work and his women built like a Clydesdale Went to the city in search of supreme clientele And back to the country frontin like he Mr Drysdale Just an illusion a ruse an old wives tale While I was in the 'Boro where the dope and the gun work Had the whole hood soundin like Dunkirk Staring at my celing fan tryin to be a man Wishing I had a chance to be his son first You know its crazy cos like when I was a kid My dad used to pick me up from school He was an executive chef and he would bring me to the kitchen I would be so excited to cook And you know hed be like "nah" you need to, you need to prep You need to do preparation And I didn't understand it at the time Letras de cancionesBut he was teaching me about life They ask me where I been dog I been rebuilding With my wiz and children Put my pops in the ground Then hit the repast and ate the same shit that killed him Your habits didn't deviate Just thought you would appreciate My moms used to say I was a whore just like you So Ma, I ran through even more just to spite you And Pops, my health is doing pretty good despite you I try so I dont die at 54 just like you cold I'm one snowflake away from an avalanche My first teachers were masters of self sabotage My momma walking slower these days she got a stent Still on them Newports wheres your fuckin common sense? Pardon my French I'm just still unconvinced That as young as you are soon I'll be taking care of you I get it you're the one who did the raising(raisin) Im the son(sun) But Im not ready to cry at your Lorraine Hansberry-al You can't undo it you either succumb to it Make the adjustment or just become numb to it Looking over your life like what have I done to it Knowing your bloodline is the river that runs through it My sons look at me these days and think I'm certified Preparing them for a world they'll be deserted by Internalize, Black Man if you get a teaspoon of compassion Thats more than double the serving size I get impatient shit is taking too long They dont get it I really lived it you can say what you want Cos by the time you realise that your father was right You'll probably have your own son telling you that you wrong But be his ride or die even if you two ain't seein eye to eye Teach him how to throw a punch, ride a bike, tie a tie Hold on to 'em while you can this is just what I advise Tiggalo Tiggalo Tiggalo Tiggalo Nah nah nah nah fuck that piano man! keep playing! From Letras Mania