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papa n Mamma
Papa Was a Rolling Stone wherever he laid his hat was his home
mom always gone cuz she was rocking steady to the break of dawn
the lightning striked and the Thunder rolled as we passed by the phone praying against the weather that kept them gone all life long
Papa chased fancy
mama called on Tyrone
so me and my sis had to pick up the pieces and repair a home
we used to act like airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars and we loved it
until we watch that airplane or shooting star crash into the Hudson
The hate U give little infants f**** everybody and I guess that's why they call it thug life
we were Buffalo Soldiers listening to three little birdies teaching us about worry and strife
and I didn't shoot the sheriff it was the judge in the town that have blood stains on his hands
So he who has not sinned cast the first stone if that was part of the plan because Superman ain't saving s*** & PS this is Stan
so here we are hand-in-hand toes in the water ass in the sand
waiting on a leader to comeback and this is crazy land
© CMBULL