Mmm, yeah
Why I dedicate this
To all the little youngsters out there
This one's for you, mama, man
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Nappy hits, naughty nose
Didn't think I'd grow
Going up to the schoolhouse
And breaking out windows
Hanging with my homeboys
Smoking weed
Drinking beer in the creek
Just getting feet
Mamas, baby
Papas, maybe
Hanging out in the park
Just acting crazy
Little Dan and son
Candyman and red
Out all night
Never tripping up what mama said
Come home after 12
You get caught fast
Talk back to mommy
She put a foot in that ass
Told me to watch my friends
And stay in school
When the rest of my life
Will go smooth
But growing up in the ghetto
Made it hard on me
I wanted shoes like my other homies
Mama's words went in one ear
And out the other
I should've listened to my mother
Take your time, young man
Mama used to say
Don't your rhymes to get old
Mama used to say
Take it easy or strife
Mama used to say
Hey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey
Fourteen years old
I brought a girl in the chow home
Just because I got a kid
Now I think I'm brump
Selling dope on the block
Running from the cops
No more pro wings
No Reeboks
Got a G in my pocket
In a brand new car
Seminary is my turf
And I'm rolling hard
Got a whole damn crew
Looking up to poo
I'm the man
Oh, what next will I do?
Police kicked out my dope
Now I got a case
A year in YA
Steering me in my place
Damn, it seems I be the case
I'm the technicality
Once again, I escaped fatality
Back on the block, slingin' hop
Fool, don't you know I just can't be stopped
But as always, things have to end one day
I should've listened to what my mama had to say
Take your time, young man
Mama used to say
Don't you rush to get old
Mama used to say
Take it easy or try
Mama used to say
Ski mask on my face, scat in my hand
Walked into the store and demanded they cash
Break yourself or I'm gonna break your neck
For about three minutes, put your life in check
Nobody moves, nobody gets hurt
Fool, don't look at me, put your face in the dirt
So many things runnin' through my mind
Cause I'm knowin' if I get cold, I'm doin' some time
Knowin' right then that I'm hurtin' my mama
And she's fifty years old and her heart can't take the drama
But just then, I knew I could get away
But since I'm in the middle of the night

I was wrong, never got to pay
Now I'm into the end, who knows where
And it ain't like nobody cares
In a five-by-seven cell on my knees, I pray
I should've listened to what mama had to say
Take your time, young man
Mama used to say
Don't you rush to get old
Mama used to say
Take it easy or try
Mama used to say
Don't you rush to get old
Mama used to say