Luyện nghe bài hát Mama Was A Junkie

Mama was a junkie, I used to wonder.
Whether she would better of a or six feet under.
nights go by no sleep, born into a junkies world,
its so deep.
Crack pipes, crack valves, up person.
its bad and otehr days much worst.
Used to never go to sleep in fear, to hid the pain.
and like i didnt care.
The knew just what had happen to me,
at night they said the devil was to me.
But on the streets I could feel my heartbeat,
and she gets frightened, It quickly repeats.
The way a junkie and what the junkie gives,
hard times, and and stress with their own kids,
no in rehibilation, growing up in humilation,
the of base makes me choak. I could almost
die of the smoke. Different men, going out,
and coming in and in my eyes I the first
peoples sin, and I was three, they thought i couldnt,
see. But in my eyes was a junkie.


J-U-N-K-I-E to me close their eyes and try not to
see. But you can smell the sin just as well my
mothers and trapped in hell.
Now here life is on (line)
to the grind(grind)
time time(time)
on my mind(mind)
Im thinking how could this happen to my not me bro,
but nigga in my hood is slangin kilos.
got a spot around the corner fucked up crib,
lord her for all the things she did.
Im thinking where was the when she was
buyin this, but i know that the could
a fuck less. about a another basehead,
in the street. But rather pretend they dont see it
when they walk the beat, a black cop good for shit
but black male and he knows my mothers out there
smoking yale, but black cops are they cant see
because in my momma was a junkie.


Mama lived the fast life, at 14,
back in those days it wasnt it was heroin,
Shot it in her viens to try to the pain,
an unplanned was made then I came,
straight from the wound to my mama's doom,
in and my heard, i knew it that its soon.
Of all junkism nieghborhood critisizm,
her mind was gone, i she needed a exorcism.
speedballin and the fast times pretty soon,
my mama her whole fucking mind, adc welfare
recieptent, children, not enought defadent.
few good times, only badtimes and from speedballin
her motherfuckin bursts. I i coulda said I love you
before she left, now my mind forever with my
death, I asked my self how could this happen to
me my mother o.d. 'cause my was a junkie.