[Crooked Eye]
9 months, 10 days, 60 minutes of pain
moma opened up, screamed my name
pictured her son in the game
many nights, I didn`t know if I`d see another meal
but you did what you had to do, always keeping it real
pops was locked up for hustlin, but he gave he can
so I respect the fact, he raised a boy to a man
now you gone, god sent death to ya tonite
i hope the angels lead the way, guide you straight to the light
fuck me up in the brain, seein more thugs in them tubes
life`s got your boy hatin and all but there`s nothin I can do
momma I miss ya, this baby boy, gotta move on
so a dedication of my love, is why I wrote ya this song
if I could, I`d glady trade my life in for yours
takin it like a soulja, and I`m going to war
you haven`t made a return since you left, i`ve been so all alone
tell me mamma, how ya baby boy supposed to move on
[O`Dell/Peaches]
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
[Mr. Serv-On]
even though I had a brother and a sister
you met my pops and made him your mister
he was with ya two years after ya died
and gave me life and took advantage
now I`m all alone, two kids foster grown
me, young and scared, of your presence in the world
fuck you in stress you brought less
and smiled on us, 3 sins without forgiveness
our witness, a few men coming and going,
now I know they didn`t leave for free
so even if I give my fucking life up,
this shit didn`t amount to what you gave me
a child couldn`t breath right, for the first 60 nights in his life
you stand by my side like we was riders and we goin to ride
that`s why I get high, this love affair between you and i
and I couldn`t believe when my homey said,
him and his momma wasn`t family
and I hope god takes the breath out of me,
if that even crosses my mind,
and in time, I know you gonna leave me,
that`s why until then, your in my psalm 27 dash one,
and I`m your son, momma I love you
[O`Dell/Peaches]
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
[Billy Bavgate]
dear momma, forgive me I`m a ghetto child
i`m tryin to slow down, I`m living foul and wild
i know you looking at me from the sky
you say I got my poppy eyes, I gotta long ass story to write
i think about you everytime I`m high,
they say a nigga tell the truth when he high
where I`m a go when I die? god forgive me,
for my stress, my momma left,
me when I was six
i needed a momma as a kid,
my poppa wasn`t there for me
so I kicked it with my homies,
but you still in my heart since the day one
cuz I`m still your son, and I know where I came from
fool, like your moms, I`m crying now
kick it back, smoke a blunt, with fifty wide out
[O`Dell/Peaches]
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
my life`s been different since my moma`s gone
tell me how will I carry on...
[Peaches]
how will I carry on, now that my momma`s gone
dear lord help me be strong, so I can carry on
i`d like to change since you`ve been gone
how will i, how will I carry on
