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Tell my Momma, cry of a l3 year old

I did you wrong
Tell my mama
she don't care
whenever I need her
she is never there

so go ahead
tell my mama
that my motto
I stay so mad
she taught me well
how not to feel sad

I stay in trouble
my way to rebel
no doubt in my mind
my soul destined for
hell

I fight with anyone
about anything
it don't matter
try and reason with me
straight up a joke
I got no time for
chatter

so go ahead and tell
my mama
she don't care

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Written October 6th, 2005

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