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Текст песни Dom PaChino (P.R. Terrorist) f Tiara - Tear Drops

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[Intro: P.R. Terrorist]No more pain, Tiara[P.R. Terrorist]Aiyo, I look into my 6 year old`s eyes and see the tear dropIf she could express how she feel, she make the shit stopMe and her moms fightin` and fussin`Can`t even act like two adults and have a simple discussionIs that complex, the only time we both get along is during sexWhat a mess, my little girl`s heart is being stressedStarted at a young age, my hormones on a rampageMami was naive, daddy was nastyAnd couldn`t let her fat ass slide past meCuttin` school, throwin` rocks at her windowDamn right, I spent the night, her grandma, she didn`t knowTwo teens experimentin` with sex, had no ideaThat parenthood was coming next, with checksSellin` drugs in the projects to get her diapersEven spent six months on Riker`s, for assaultTellin` jakes it ain`t my faultIt`s just a thug life, young life, what a lifeThe hell you go through, to come out right, it`s real[Chorus 4X: P.R. Terrorist]Tear drops rollin` down my little girl`s faceAll the times I wasn`t there, I wish I could replace[P.R. Terrorist]Wiped the tears out your eyes, sit you on my lapI know it`s real hard havin` a father that rapBut my music put food in your mouth and clothes on your backSend you to school, free your mind from being trappedIn this jungle of hell, where more fail than succeedWon`t let it happen, cuz you`re way too important to meMy little princess, my shining star, my understandingUnconditional love, whose heart needs gentle handlingWon`t let a soul hurt you, cuz God Allah birth youAnd never in my life, will I ever desert you[Chorus 4X][P.R. Terrorist]Just strugglin`, try`nna find a better way for usSo much stress, I feel like, my brain about to bustGotta worry `bout the little boys bothering youGotta worry `bout whippin` ass down at your schoolCuz you`re beautiful, just like I knew you would beCuz complain to your moms, cuz you got it from meSlick talkin` like your daddy, you could of fooled meIn delivery, I see little me was a sheNow you`re all grown up and fool of questionsSometimes the truth hurts, but I gotta give you answersAnd explain how things work, in the big worldSome things you have to learn and find out, when you`re a big girlRemember, I won`t always be here, so close your eyesAnd put the song to your ears and wipe the tearsThese words that I`m sayin` to you is sincereDaddy loves you... Tiara, daddy loves you[Outro: P.R. Terrorist (Tiara)]You went to school today, mama? (Yeah)How was school (fine) Yeah? You learned a lot of things? (Yes...)Whatchu learn? (Math... the Math that mami teach me at home)Oh yeah? (Mm-hmm) You learnin` with the numbers? (Yes) Yeah(When the next time that you goin` to the studio?)Like in a week, wanna go with me? (Yeah) Yeah? OkI`m gonna tell your mami, alright? (Yeah) I love you(I love you too) *kiss*

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