Lyrics Mama Bear - Rare Americans
Truth
My
mom
likes
when
I
rap
fast
with
enough
energy
That
it
can
make
her
heart
dance
I
would
like
to
write
a
song
for
her
to
sing
along
Better
make
it
fucking
bumping
'Cause
my
mom's
the
bomb
Life
Took
my
parents
on
a
giant
roller
coaster
ride
'Cause
I
was
walking
with
a
limp,
something
wasn't
right
Doc'
came
in
the
room,
said
they
found
a
giant
tumour
It
was
lodged
in
my
brain,
immediate
surgical
procedure
Imagine
the
thoughts
running
through
their
head
Their
two-year-old
boy,
heads
filled
with
dread
You
can't
prepare
for
that
being
said
On
a
Tuesday
afternoon,
when
you
get
out
of
bed
But
I
made
it,
I
fucking
made
it
You've
been
by
my
side
Through
the
good
and
hard
times
I'd
do
anything
for
you
I'd
do
anything
for
you
Mama
Bear
I
love
my
Mama
Bear
Mama
Bear
I
love
my
Mama
Bear
Childhood
We
spent
a
lot
of
time
together
School
was
pretty
far
I
wouldn't
trade
it
for
the
world
Driving,
talking
in
the
car
I
was
on
a
path,
or
a
mission
you
could
say
All
I
wanted
was
to
be
like
Rafa,
Roger,
or
Marc
Andre
I
always
had
it
in
me,
the
fire
was
burning
strong
My
mom
told
me
a
story
From
I
was
six
years
young
"Mom,
I
hate
losing
so
much,
I
want
to
win
so
badly"
I
guess
not
much
has
changed
though
And
that
kinda
makes
me
happy
I
got
fire
burning
in
me,
it's
strong
You've
been
by
my
side
Through
the
good
and
hard
times
I'd
do
anything
for
you
I'd
do
anything
for
you
Mama
Bear
I
love
my
Mama
Bear
Mama
Bear
I
love
my
Mama
Bear
Mama
Bear
I
love
my
Mama
Bear
Back
to
the
fire
burning
in
me
as
a
kid
It
was
hard
to
control,
the
stupid
shit
I
did
Provincial
tennis
champs
Hit
an
old
man
in
the
head
Threw
my
racket
at
the
net
It
flew
over,
smack
His
face
went
red
I
looked
over
at
my
mom
Oh
my
God,
I'm
dead
(oh
my
God
he's
dead!)
She
was,
livid
to
the
max
That
kid
needed
a
lesson
Probably
needed
quite
a
smack
But
my
mom
is
way
too
cool
for
that
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