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