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