Mothers Regret

[Verse 1: Masta Ace] I'm from the city brother, New York, New York city Well that's the alcohol and drugs, steal the soul of a young pretty mother Thick hips and thighs, caramel complexion The inspiration for some teenage affection Jordache jeans tight like some running pants Got a brother speaking French like a son in France "Bonjour Mademoiselle", sexy older lady You can rob this cradle like somebody stole a baby I'm only 15, but I'mma fast learner I know your man got a 'fro like he Nat Turner I know your man drive a Eldorado But I'm been try to take a rest on some breasts since I held the bottle "Eh yo that's Rodney mom", I know that's Rodney mom But when she get dressed for work, eh yo that body bomb Like a Saudi bomb, I want to set it off Cause that booty extra big and I bet it's soft So many nice curves, I'm Mario Andretti I wanna ride but I'm prolly sure ain't ready I heard she party hard and she be hanging With the hustlers cats Big Black, Shameek and Robby Rob Then came the white powder Every man try to get all the clams that he can like some white chowder And they gave it to their ladies first I'm just try to keep the tears out my eyes while I say this verse [Bridge] You ok? You good? Huh? What's wrong? Why you sitting here? Say what? [Verse 2: Queen Herawin] Doing this dayjob, tell you it stay hard Damn it the pain robs, my spirit's will fade far Each moment the brain's on CoreNet Cause the reds and the bread gone Medical bills that swell more Caring for my unwell moms But it's Karen who I depend on Detent to Sean, whose tender nights I work long Graveshifting it, got the grey hairs glistening Looking Claire Huxtable minus Cliff and when The last time I tried hollering at him We just rifted and drifted in Some nights I want to escape this prison Get away where ignorance is blistering Where pain stops existing Watch it dissipate with the wade See the shift in my fade Face countenance It was like I was bound to slip, cursed I'm just try to keep these tears out my eyes while I say this verse [Bridge] You alright? Because I'm looking at your eyes to see if your pupils is big What's wrong with her? You doing some drugs? Huh? [Verse 3: Masta Ace] Fat ass dissolving, like cotton candy Grown ladies calling dealers daddy But yo that's not your family Lotta women like to cop from Stanley Then go home and wash away the shame Drinking lots of Brandy Cause he be on that barter system Where a pretty New Jack City chick becomes a Carter victim Off your knees lady, he's deceiving you And like your new job, that body, it be leaving you I believe in you, you somebody mama And as a man he should protect you, like body armor But he's a hottie charmer and you under a spell Now the whole neighbourhood is a thunderous hell Lotta shorties left at home, cause their mama's gone What's a young kid to do with all that time alone? Man, they should have put the babies first I'm just try to keep the tears out my eyes while I lay this verse