Yeah moms and pops never had a shot
Short end of the stick is what they got
Born into the madness of aftermath and ashes
Taking life's lashes and other people's baggage
They had it rough since they were young
Never knew youth had it hard as it comes
Broke their back and worked their fingers to the bone
To bring a better life than they had ever known
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One cup of sugar, two cups of sass
One part me, a pound of bad ass
Hard working son of a woo like your father
Just remember your mommies' little monster
(repeat)
Verse 2:
Well, Once upon a rhyme is a girl you know
What led up to the life of rock and flow
See momma's little monster just might be
The perfect measure and recipe to me
For them things the folks taught me
To live life right, live full, live free
So take in the story cuz I'm sure you'll relate
To roles we make and the roles that we break
Chorus:
Verse 3:
Well, there ain't no job that is too beneath
If ya got bills and ya need to eat
Be a good woman and stand by a good man
Live like a lion and love like a lamb
Think before ya speak and choose your words
Sometimes what ya say ain't what got heard
We all got vices, been not so nices
Had habits and hurt, we diamonds in the dirt
Chorus:
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