It's been on every day since they cut the umbilical chord
   Been on a mission since my circumcision
   Destined to be hard-core
   74 the year the Steelers whipped on Minnesota
   July 30 was the day that mama had a soldier
   My big sister older than me by four years
   Fed me when I was hungry and dried up all my tears
   But I was a mama's boy spoiled to the core
   Fifteen years later I became X-Raided
   Hard headed and don't regret it
   My mama told me to chill but I ignored her when she said it
   Cuz by the time I was fifteen, I felt like I was twenty
   Always wanted more even though I had plenty
   I was honor be ?? no matter what mama say
   Kickin it with Joshua, my Terry O, and Johnny Ray
   Acting crazy cuz crazy was my nature
   Gangsta rituals hereditary
   Sometimes its scary cuz I think I hate ya
   What could I have done to get myself a better life
   Go to college and have some kids after I met a wife
   I'm a non believer but leave it to beaver
   Cuz in the neighborhood I grew up being what ???
   It wasn't nothing but a gang of niggas like me
   One put in the grave, the other in the penitentiary
   It wasn't nothing else to destroy except for myself
   The creation of my mama's pride and joy
  
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   1974, The president was Nixon
   The cut the umbilical chord and did the circumcision
   I was eight pounds, eight ounces
   A bouncing baby boy
   America's nightmare, my mama's pride and joy
  
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   Now mama I never meant to cause so much pain
   Gettin suspended from school, stealing cars, and running with gangs
   I only wanted to be a man but never knew how
   Only if I knew then what I know now
   It would be a different story you would be glorified
   Treated like a queen and put up on a pedestal way high
   I can't deny it, I did wrong
   But mama I tried to be strong, but I didn't fit in
   Didn't belong
   And papa didn't stick around to keep us safe and sound
   Dysfunctional family and nobody to handle me down to do whatever
   Thought I was clever but I ended up
   Stuck in the penitentiary with forever
   And a minute don't go by that I don't reminisce about the days
   Mama held me in her arms keeping me out of harms way
   Can you tell me, how did mamas baby become a killer
   Who turned this African into an American nigga
   With rage in my soul
   Tearin me apart got me mad at the world with so much pain in my heart
   >From the start
   Columbus and his boys was on a mission to destroy
   Mama's pride and joy
  
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   I wish my life didn't turn out the way it had
   If I could only do it all again but at last
   It's too late for all that coulda shoulda woulda mess
   And I'm way too strong to be walkin around sad and depressed
   But I get mad when I think about the way it is
   And the way it was when me and my big sister was kids
   Who's to blame
   It's a shame
   I'm so confused and deep in my soul I feel the pain
   Mama it's true, I don't know where I came from
   Where am I headed
   When will it all be ?? instead of hectic
   My childhood was non existent
   My sister had to be a woman at sixteen with no assistance
   Where was your god when my life was going down the drain
   Late at night didn't you hear me calling out his name
   Or was it meant for me to be a black sheep when all I wanted to be was happy
   Now how hard could that be
   For mama's pride and joy
  
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