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 When I was young me and  mama had beef
 Seventeen years old kicked out on the 
 Though back at  time, I never thought I'd see her face
 Ain't  woman alive that could take my mama's place
 Suspended  school; and scared to go home, I was a fool
 with the big boys, breakin  the rules
 I shed tears with  baby sister
 Over  years we was poorer than the other little kids
 And  though we had different daddy's, the same drama
 When things went wrong we'd  mama
 I reminice on the stress I caused, it was 
 Huggin on my mama from a jail 
 And who'd  in elementary?
 Heeey! I see the  one day
 And  from the police, that's right
 Mama catch me,  a whoopin to my backside
 And even as a crack  mama
 You always was  black queen, mama
 I finally understand
  a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man
  always was committed
  poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it
 There's no  I can pay you back
  the plan is to show you that I understand
 You are appreciated
 
 [Chorus: Reggie Green & "Sweet Franklin" w/ 
 
 Lady...
 Don't cha know we  ya? Sweet lady
 Dear mama
 Place no one  ya, sweet lady
 You are appreciated
 Don't cha know  love ya?
 
 [second and third chorus, "And dear mama" instead of  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  cry, cause my anger
 wouldn't let me feel  a stranger
  say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along
 I was  for a father he was gone
 I hung around with the Thugs, and  though they sold drugs
 They showed  young brother love
  moved out and started really hangin
 I  money of my own so I started slangin
 I ain't guilty cause, even  I sell rocks
 It  good puttin money in your mailbox
 I love  rent when the rent's due
 I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I  to you
 Cause when I was low  was there for me
 And never left me alone because you cared for 
 And I could  you comin home after work late
 You're in the kitchen tryin to fix  a hot plate
 Ya just workin  the scraps you was given
 And mama made  every Thanksgivin
 But now the road got rough,  alone
 You're tryin to raise two bad kids on  own
 And there's no  I can pay you back
 But my  is to show you that I understand
 You are appreciated
 
 [Chorus]
 
 [Verse Three: 2Pac]
 
 Pour  some liquor and I reminsce, cause through the drama
 I can always  on my mama
 And  it seems that I'm hopeless
 You say the words  can get me back in focus
  I was sick as a little kid
 To keep me happy there's  limit to the things you did
 And all my childhood 
 Are  of all the sweet things you did for me
 And even though I  craaazy
  gotta thank the Lord that you made me
  are no words that can express how I feel
 You never  a secret, always stayed real
 And I appreciate, how  raised me
 And all the extra love  you gave me
 I wish I could take  pain away
 If you can  it through the night there's a brighter day
 Everything will be alright if ya  on
 It's a struggle everyday, gotta  on
 And there's no way I  pay you back
 But my plan is to show you that I 
 You are appreciated
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Sweet lady
 And dear mama
 
 Dear mama
 Lady [3X]