Lyrics

Chorus:
I'm rocking the whole crowd, they screaming so loud Mama.
It's the least I can do, I wanna make you proud Mama.
Aw man, the whole worlds got me oh so scared Mama.
I just need you to tell me you'll always be there Mama.

I know the storm has a runoff, I'm knee deep in it.
Though peace is often a mistress, I still sleep with it.
And when she leaves in the morning, all I feel is grief.
I just fight through the day, I get no relief.

I feel like we're at war with ourselves.
Some days, it feels like we're all living in Hell
And Lucifer is my next door neighbor.
The world burns, and I'm made of paper.

Mad Men, they call me Don Draper
Wrath blends with pity for the traitors.
Bad friends, they rattling their sabers.
Sad ends, where is my savior?

Wax ancestors give us lessons
With concentrated expression, simple in its intention
The perfect weapon to keep 'em all second guessing
I'ma need Saint Peter to open the gates of Heaven for me.

Chorus

Emperor's clothes are torn and tattered.
Came out alive, but he's bruised and battered.
Tried to salvage his dreams, but he knows they're shattered.
And he can't even remember what mattered.

Illmatic, I'm cutting through all the static.
I'm enigmatic, but equally erratic.
All Eyez on Me, but I ain't Ready to Die.
It's Hard to Earn the Infamous and now the Stakes is High

Dark days, but I refuse to dwell.
Lost ways, but I lived to tell.
It's going in one ear and right out the other.
But brothers must not hurt their own brothers.

Can't you hear it? Ain't these dope lyrics Mama?
Hard work, good music, getting money Mama!
Music is the only way to deal with these fucking problems.
Still think that I can ever stop it Mama?

Mama, will you ever know?
Mama, did I have to let go?
Oh can I live without your warm embrace?
'Cause the world is harsh, like the cold that stings my face.

MAMA!