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Daddy's home... |
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[2Pac] |
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Heh, so? |
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You say that like that means somethin to me |
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You've been gone a mighty long mother****in time |
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for you to be comin home talkin that "daddy's home" shit (nigga) |
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We been gettin along fine just without you |
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Me, my brother, and my mother |
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So if you don't mind, you can step the **** off, POPS.. **** you! |
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[2Pac] |
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Had to play catch by myself, what a sorry sight |
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A pitiful plight, so I pray for a starry night |
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Please send me a pops before puberty |
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the things I wouldn't do to see a piece of family unity |
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Moms always work, I barely see her |
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I'm startin to get worried without a pops I'll grow to be her |
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It's a wonder they don't understand kids today |
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so when I pray, I pray I'll never grow to be that way |
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And I hope that he answers me |
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I heard God don't like ugly well take a look at my family |
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A different father every weekend |
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Before we get to meet him they break up before the week ends |
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I'm gettin sick of all the friendships |
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As soon as we kick it he done split and the whole shit ends quick |
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How can I be a man if there's no role model? |
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Strivin to save my soul I stay cold drinkin a forty bottle |
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I'm so sorry... |
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[Chorus] |
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I'm so sorry |
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for all this time (I'm so sorry) |
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for all this time |
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for all this time (don't lie) |
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I'm so sorry |
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for all this time (so, sorry) |
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for all this time |
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for all this time, so sorry baby! |
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[Wycked] |
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Moms had to entertain many men |
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Didn't wanna do it but it's time to pay the rent again |
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I'm gettin a bit older and I'm startin to be a bother |
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Moms can't stand me cause I'm lookin like my father |
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Should I stay or run away, tell me the answer |
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Moms ignores me and avoids me like cancer |
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Grow up rough and it's hard to understand stuff |
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Moms was tough cause his poppa wasn't man enough |
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Couldn't stand up to his own responsibilities |
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Instead of takin care of me, he'd rather live lavishly |
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That's why I'll never be a father; |
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unless you got the time it's a crime don't even bother |
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(That's when I started hatin the phony smiles |
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Said I was an only child) |
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Look at mama's lonely smile |
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It's hard for a son to see his mother cry |
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She only loves you, but has to **** with these other guys |
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I'm so sorry... |
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[Chorus] |
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I'm so sorry |
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for all this time |
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for all this time |
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for all this time |
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I'm so sorry |
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for all this time |
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for all this time (so sorry) |
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for all this time, so sorry baby! |
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[2Pac] |
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Man child in the promised land couldn't afford many heroes |
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Moms was the only one there my pops was a no-show |
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And ohh -I guess ya didn't know |
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that I would grow to be so strong |
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Lookin kinda pale, was it the ale oh pops was wrong |
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Where was the money that you said, you would send me |
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talked on the phone and you sounded so friendly |
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Ask about school and my welfare |
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but it's clear, you ain't sincere hey who the hell cares |
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You think I'm blind but this time I see you comin, Jack |
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You grabbed your coat, left us broke, now ain't no runnin back |
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Ask about my moms like you loved her from the start |
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Left her in the dark, she fell apart from a broken heart |
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So don't even start with that "wanna be your father" shit |
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Don't even bother with your dollars I don't need it |
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I'll bury moms like you left me all alone G |
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Now that that I finally found you, stay the **** away from me |
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You're so sorry.. |
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[Chorus] |
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I'm so sorry (so sorry) |
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for all this time (so, so sorry) |
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for all this time (I'm so so sorry) |
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for all this time (**** that!) |
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I'm so sorry |
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for all this time (no) |
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for all this time (so sorry) |
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for all this time, so sorry baby! |
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[Tupac - impersonating his father] |
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I never meant to leave but I was wanted |
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Crossed too many people every house I'd touch was haunted |
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Had to watch the strangers every brother was in danger |
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If I was to keep you breathin, had to be out of range-a |
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Had to move, one to lost my name and pick the number |
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Made me watch my back I had no happy home to run to |
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Maybe it's my fault for being a father livin fast |
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But livin slow, mean half the dough, and you won't get no ass |
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Hindsight shows me it was wrong all along |
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I wanted to make some dough so you would grow to be so strong |
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It took a little longer than I thought |
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I slipped, got caught, and sent to jail by the courts |
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Now I'm doin time and I wish you'd understand |
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all I ever wanted was for you to be a man |
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and grow to be the type you was meant to be |
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Keep the war fightin by the writings that you sent to me |
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I'm so sorry... |
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[Chorus w/ variations til end] |