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DEAR MOMMA
by Kevin West

Dear momma I?m sorry things happened like this
I know you wanted more for your oldest kid
I should?ve been a good example for my little brother O
How he turned out right I?ll never no
It was hard for me growing up like I did
Being the man of the house when I was a little kid
I saw you working so hard but still you were struggling
While them cats I saw out sellin drugs was lovin it
They?re rollin in cash wearin nice clothes
Getting that ass from all them pretty ho?s
Which life did you expect me to choose?
So I jumped right in the game with both shoes
But all I did was hustle never carried a gun
3 strikes later I?m more than out I?m done
I?ll probably be here forever or until I?m very old
Though they?ve locked me up they cant lock up my soul
So don?t cry for me just try for me
To go out and live a good life for me
Tell my little brother I said stay low
I just wanted to send my love

*Dear momma I hope this reaches you and your doin fine
I wish I could be with you but I?m sittin here doin time
I?m far away and if I?m coming home I don?t know when
I just wanted to say I miss you

Dear momma it?s me your youngest son
Still fighting this war even though they said we won
I only signed up so I could get an education
Now I?m half way round the world with no explanation
Of how long I?ll be here or what I?m here for
You wouldn?t believe what I?ve seen in this war
What happened to them rich guys who started this thing?
They?re probably sittin at home sipping champagne
While I?m here in the middle of a fire fight
Up praying every night to a higher might
Lord, take me home so I can go study law
Get my brother out of jail bring a smile to my ma
Now I keep my head low try to stay alive
Taking every day one step at a time
I hope my next step isn?t my last
When shit happens here it happens fast
So when you pray for me just say for me
God please save a better day for me
I hope he can forgive me for the things that I?ve done
I didn?t want to hurt anyone
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Dear son, I?m sorry to send bad news
And I?m afraid it?s the worst kind I can send to you
There was a battle in Fallujah and your brother was lost
I hope the cause was worth the cost
My babies were soldiers fighting different wars
Fighting side by side with Americas poor
The war on drugs and the war on terrorism
Has got one son dead and the other one in prison
While the FBI with the patriot act
Took the neighbors away they never came back
I can?t help but wonder if I?ll be next
They may as well take me I?ve got nothing left
Cause my love for you was not enough for you
To bring you home and make it up to you
I got a letter from your brother just the other day
The last thing he said was
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