Momma, I just killed a man My body still trembling, can you feel my hand? Don’t shed no tears, it won’t be long before they find out it was me, Momma This may be the last time you see me free, Ma, don't spend it crying You did your best, me, I was blessed, know you were stressed trying To keep me out the streets, me, ducking police Trying not to make a peep to wake you up out your sleep A drunk and high fool Skipping class, flunking high school I know you taught me better, somehow I never learned Said I was playing with fire, somehow I never burned You tried to set me straight, somehow I never permed You tried to show me right, but somehow I never turned Lost in a cloud of m*******a, are you 'shamed of me? Dry your face, Mommy, you're not to blame for me See, I’m a man, I gotta take whatever came for me At times I wonder ’bout my father, would it change for me if he was around? Would I still be running 'round with the lowlifes? Bum ass ****** no jobs, no life Seen them ****** kill for no price I watched his life flash before his eyes like a strobe light I pulled the trigger, Momma Tryna be hard, I ain't mean to kill the *****, Momma But what’s done is done I’m on the run, I live my life like a movie now it’s way too realer Who would've thought your baby boy would've grew up to be a killer? Yeah, now I’m a killer Guess I’m a killer They got me in here with the killers Yeah, I mean the killers "I mean—murderers! Do you hear me? Real live murderers! I thought black people killed people by accident! Nah, these ************* was murderers." Yeah Yeah, I wonder what's in store for me, lately been stressing Pray for blessings, hope that there’s more for me than just a simple life ****** that I used to hoop with is doing triple life Gave up the jump shot, worked on the gunshot Who woulda thought? I used to block this *****'s lay-ups Now he’s in a cell layed up, I wish you well, stay up Like insomniacs, this life can make a ***** fold like a laundry mat, I sip this cognac, though To ease my brain from all this pain and so that I react slow In this fast world, slow ******, fast girls Ho's give up ass while these ho ****** hold triggers Blast on ‘em, hold up that old checker flag for ‘em Chalk lines by the do not park sign, it’s deep All these cold hearted ****** holding heat I’d rather blast before they steal a ***** Tell ‘em now boy, don’t make me turn into a killer, ***** Yeah, into a killer Don’t make me turn into a killer Yeah, to a killer, yeah yeah "Triple life... How do you do triple life? That mean if he die and come back... He gotta go to penitentiary! Right there, he said "**** kindergarten. Get your little ass on in the penitentiary, ************. You know what you did last time." To those who had love for me in the past Who woulda ever thought that time would fly by so fast I remember back in class we used to make believe Like it was draft day, swore that we would make the league and be rich Saturday morning had to rake the leaves, aw s**t Watch how they pile up, seem like a mile up I washed the blisters on my hands and then I'd dial up My best friend, skating rink is where we headed at night And if a ***** disrespect, oh yes, we ready to fight In retrospect that s**t seem petty, at the time the s**t was heavy 'Cause life was all about your name You had to scrap with any ***** that would call you lame Ashamed no doubt, so many ****** got their brains blowed out Snatch a ****** chain and he got his name wrote out In obituaries, another body in a cemetery Another young ***** in the penitentiary And he don’t give a ****: no missionary Rap visionary, paint a picture, *****: Pictionary Tell you what it is, I’m a dictionary I knew a ***** threw his **** in e'ry chick in e'ry City that he went to, went hard like the rent due 'Til he met the wrong *****, man, just came Home ex-convict, and he stay on with that Thriller S**t, ******* around with them killers Yeah, with them killers ******* around with them killers Say I’m a killer
[00:10.18]Momma, I just killed a man [00:23.31]My body still trembling, can you feel my hand? [00:25.94]Don’t shed no tears, it won’t be long before they find out it was me, Momma [00:29.35]This may be the last time you see me free, Ma, don't spend it crying [00:32.58]You did your best, me, I was blessed, know you were stressed trying [00:35.29]To keep me out the streets, me, ducking police [00:37.94]Trying not to make a peep to wake you up out your sleep [00:40.00]A drunk and high fool [00:41.21]Skipping class, flunking high school [00:43.23]I know you taught me better, somehow I never learned [00:46.01]Said I was playing with fire, somehow I never burned [00:48.60]You tried to set me straight, somehow I never permed [00:51.28]You tried to show me right, but somehow I never turned [00:53.94]Lost in a cloud of m*******a, are you 'shamed of me? [00:56.84]Dry your face, Mommy, you're not to blame for me [00:59.38]See, I’m a man, I gotta take whatever came for me [01:02.09]At times I wonder ’bout my father, would it change for me if he was around? [01:05.76]Would I still be running 'round with the lowlifes? [01:08.02]Bum ass ****** no jobs, no life [01:10.07]Seen them ****** kill for no price [01:11.72]I watched his life flash before his eyes like a strobe light [01:14.51]I pulled the trigger, Momma [01:15.58]Tryna be hard, I ain't mean to kill the *****, Momma [01:18.36]But what’s done is done [01:19.69]I’m on the run, I live my life like a movie now it’s way too realer [01:23.48]Who would've thought your baby boy would've grew up to be a killer? [01:27.20]Yeah, now I’m a killer [01:29.72]Guess I’m a killer [01:32.49]They got me in here with the killers [01:35.51]Yeah, I mean the killers [01:37.63]"I mean—murderers! Do you hear me? Real live murderers! [01:42.31]I thought black people killed people by accident! [01:45.02]Nah, these ************* was murderers." [01:47.36]Yeah [01:47.66]Yeah, I wonder what's in store for me, lately been stressing [01:50.20]Pray for blessings, hope that there’s more for me than just a simple life [01:53.27]****** that I used to hoop with is doing triple life [01:55.95]Gave up the jump shot, worked on the gunshot [01:58.73]Who woulda thought? I used to block this *****'s lay-ups [02:01.36]Now he’s in a cell layed up, I wish you well, stay up [02:04.29]Like insomniacs, this life can make a [02:06.52]***** fold like a laundry mat, I sip this cognac, though [02:09.70]To ease my brain from all this pain and so that I react slow [02:12.49]In this fast world, slow ******, fast girls [02:14.87]Ho's give up ass while these ho ****** hold triggers [02:17.60]Blast on ‘em, hold up that old checker flag for ‘em [02:20.38]Chalk lines by the do not park sign, it’s deep [02:23.65]All these cold hearted ****** holding heat [02:25.80]I’d rather blast before they steal a ***** [02:28.76]Tell ‘em now boy, don’t make me turn into a killer, ***** [02:32.04]Yeah, into a killer [02:34.01]Don’t make me turn into a killer [02:36.96]Yeah, to a killer, yeah yeah [02:39.60]"Triple life... How do you do triple life? [02:40.02]That mean if he die and come back... He gotta go to penitentiary! [02:44.14]Right there, he said "**** kindergarten. Get your little ass on in the penitentiary, ************. You know what you did last time." [02:51.41]To those who had love for me in the past [02:54.78]Who woulda ever thought that time would fly by so fast [02:57.86]I remember back in class we used to make believe [03:00.38]Like it was draft day, swore that we would make the league and be rich [03:03.58]Saturday morning had to rake the leaves, aw s**t [03:06.29]Watch how they pile up, seem like a mile up [03:08.69]I washed the blisters on my hands and then I'd dial up [03:11.60]My best friend, skating rink is where we headed at night [03:14.52]And if a ***** disrespect, oh yes, we ready to fight [03:17.35]In retrospect that s**t seem petty, at the time the s**t was heavy [03:19.87]'Cause life was all about your name [03:21.63]You had to scrap with any ***** that would call you lame [03:24.48]Ashamed no doubt, so many ****** got their brains blowed out [03:27.65]Snatch a ****** chain and he got his name wrote out [03:30.08]In obituaries, another body in a cemetery [03:32.81]Another young ***** in the penitentiary [03:35.37]And he don’t give a ****: no missionary [03:38.46]Rap visionary, paint a picture, *****: Pictionary [03:41.94]Tell you what it is, I’m a dictionary [03:43.84]I knew a ***** threw his **** in e'ry chick in e'ry [03:46.59]City that he went to, went hard like the rent due [03:49.14]'Til he met the wrong *****, man, just came [03:51.94]Home ex-convict, and he stay on with that Thriller [03:55.38]S**t, ******* around with them killers [03:58.09]Yeah, with them killers [04:00.77]******* around with them killers [04:03.50]Say I’m a killer [04:06.78]
