[U-God] My mother said my father was a real livewire Hustled on the avenue of Lennox That he was a don, shot **** in his arm Paid visits to the methodon clinic A straight womanizer, no religion He just leaned on ******* His name rung in the slums, *****z run for they gun Blood thirsty, he was so vicious [Chorus: U-God (Ebony Burke)] Poppa was a rolling stone (he left a long time ago) Poppa was a rolling stone (he never ever was at home, no, no) Momma said daddy's dead (stop messing with the baby's head) One day he'll grow up strong (one day he'll be a man) [U-God] Momma said father was a mean mutha*****a A clean mutha*****a, a lean mutha*****a Got money in the pot, got his pops in the block For sellings rocks, a **** fiend, mutha*****as He struggled all his life, got blood on his knife Light skinned, he had your eyes But my mother couldn't handle him The liquor, the gambling, plus he had four wives [Chorus] [U-God] My mother said my father had a real bad temper Loud, wild, he was too foul With no hesitation, he would kill you With no education, he was still proud With his brother Big Harvey, he did a bank robbery A car flipped, all the money spilled out Before it was done, police caught him with some Riddle of bullets, he died in a shootout [Chorus x2]
[U-God] My mother said my father was a real livewire Hustled on the avenue of Lennox That he was a don, shot **** in his arm Paid visits to the methodon clinic A straight womanizer, no religion He just leaned on ******* His name rung in the slums, *****z run for they gun Blood thirsty, he was so vicious [Chorus: U-God (Ebony Burke)] Poppa was a rolling stone (he left a long time ago) Poppa was a rolling stone (he never ever was at home, no, no) Momma said daddy's dead (stop messing with the baby's head) One day he'll grow up strong (one day he'll be a man) [U-God] Momma said father was a mean mutha*****a A clean mutha*****a, a lean mutha*****a Got money in the pot, got his pops in the block For sellings rocks, a **** fiend, mutha*****as He struggled all his life, got blood on his knife Light skinned, he had your eyes But my mother couldn't handle him The liquor, the gambling, plus he had four wives [Chorus] [U-God] My mother said my father had a real bad temper Loud, wild, he was too foul With no hesitation, he would kill you With no education, he was still proud With his brother Big Harvey, he did a bank robbery A car flipped, all the money spilled out Before it was done, police caught him with some Riddle of bullets, he died in a shootout [Chorus x2]
