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 When I  young me and my mama had beef
 Seventeen years old kicked out on  streets
 Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her 
 Ain't a  alive that could take my mama's place
 Suspended  school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
 with the  boys, breakin all the rules
 I  tears with my baby sister
 Over the years we  poorer than the other little kids
 And even though  had different daddy's, the same drama
 When things  wrong we'd blame mama
 I reminice on the stress I caused,  was hell
 Huggin on my mama from a jail 
  who'd think in elementary?
 Heeey! I see  penitentiary, one day
 And runnin  the police, that's right
 Mama catch me, put  whoopin to my backside
 And even as a crack  mama
 You always was a black queen, 
 I finally understand
 for a  it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
 You  was committed
 A poor single mother on welfare, tell me  ya did it
 There's no  I can pay you back
 But the plan is  show you that I understand
 You are appreciated
 
 [Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin"  2Pac]
 
 Lady...
 Don't cha know we love ya?  lady
 Dear mama
 Place no one above ya,  lady
 You are appreciated
 Don't cha know we love 
 
 [second and third chorus, "And dear mama" instead  "Dear mama"]
 
 [Verse Two: 2Pac]
 
 Now ain't nobody tell us  was fair
 No love from my daddy cause the  wasn't there
 He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my 
 wouldn't let me  for a stranger
 They  I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
 I was lookin for a father he was 
  hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs
 They showed  young brother love
 I  out and started really hangin
  needed money of my own so I started slangin
 I ain't guilty cause,  though I sell rocks
 It feels good puttin money in your 
 I love payin  when the rent's due
 I hope ya got the diamond necklace  I sent to you
 Cause when I was low you was there  me
 And  left me alone because you cared for me
  I could see you comin home after work late
 You're in the kitchen tryin to fix  a hot plate
  just workin with the scraps you was given
 And mama made miracles  Thanksgivin
 But now the road got rough, you're 
 You're tryin to raise two bad kids on  own
 And there's no way I  pay you back
 But my plan is to  you that I understand
 You are appreciated
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Verse Three: 2Pac]
 
 Pour out  liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
 I can always depend on my 
 And when  seems that I'm hopeless
 You say  words that can get me back in focus
 When I  sick as a little kid
 To keep me happy there's no limit  the things you did
  all my childhood memories
 Are full of all the sweet things  did for me
 And even though I act 
  gotta thank the Lord that you made me
 There are no words  can express how I feel
 You never kept a secret,  stayed real
 And I  how you raised me
 And all the extra love that  gave me
 I wish I could take the pain 
 If you can make it through the night there's a  day
 Everything will be alright if ya hold 
 It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll 
 And there's no way I  pay you back
 But my plan is to show you that  understand
 You are appreciated
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Sweet lady
 And dear mama
 
 Dear mama
 Lady [3X]