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Thirstin Howl III f Victoria Quinn

Like Mother Like Son

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[Thirstin Howl III talking]Ay yo This joint dedicated to my mom right (I love you ma)She taught me exactly what life taught herAnd what the streets taught herAnd when she died I felt like I was three years old againAnd we were walkin across the street and she let go of my handChorus: Thirstin Howl III w/ Victoria Quinn (repeat 2x)Why it hurts like thisWon`t go away, won`t go awayThe pain won`t go away[Thirstin Howl III]Concealed stress, realnessNo more tears leftWhen it hurts like thisStreets and crimes taught each respectGod take me instead, take me insteadSame color hair, same color of eyesHer criminal record longer than minesGot caught sleepin, peep itShe bought me a twenty-five when I got stuck for the sheepskinSo, so senselessWhen trough the ??? together cold and fencelessHandled it like a man, I`m grownI give up my life for one Thanksgiving with my moms homeHurt like this, taught me how to be mePut her mug shot on the back cover of my CD Not a doubt I was proudNo jail she ever been in when it was not her houseChorus[Thirstin Howl III]Without one thoughtNo mother`s love shortTen I will rise to visit me up northWhen nobody else came, nobody else cameWhen nobody else came, nobody else cameLove and passionCouldn`t get my baby`s moms to send me a packageDon`t disregard, the system`s hardThe only nigga wearin Gucci sneakers in the yardIt is written in family tradition, prisonMoms snuck me razor blades during visitsBrought my kids and sent me picturesIf you left me lonely told me don`t rely on this bitches Hurt like this, when it hurts like thisI never knew that it could hurt like this, eat my word right chessArrested, aggression lessonsAre diplomas some departments of correctionWhat the streets taught you You taught your son with all your loveMy uncle`s knife when I was old enoughGun separate from 007Come of both entrance back yard porch terrorist Chorus [Thirstin Howl III]Light candles, hold rosaries, have moralies If your spirit came out to talk to meI got a lot to say, broke a lot of pocket spaceEvery promise brake my spit probably stainsYours truly, convicted by jewelryIn your coffin made sure you wore your jewelry Why did God have to divideBought you a Mother`s Day card after you diedLike mother like sonSacred sanctions, heart stainlessBold statements, ten by eight inchHung up her mug shot as inspirationHurt like this, it shouldn`t hurt like thisMy two bullet wounds didn`t hurt like thisWhy it hurt like this, it hurt like thisNobody in the world should have to go through this[Victoria Quinn singing]I never really left youYou`re not by yourselfI`m always right beside youEven when you runnin rounder and crimeI never really left youYou`re not by yourselfYou`re my baby and I love youI never leave you I`m just in the sky

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