Noah “40” Shebib - XXVI lyrics

Having conversations With (momma) She said she been Thinking a lot about daddy Said he visit at night And these days It's kinda hard To turn out The lights But you know the devil Known for Messing with a mans wife Infidel with two horns 16 with a newborn Leaves a future torn Separated between 2 men Good sides & the Evil The pain I endure Gets to your umbilical Though what We face is Medieval I got you Covered like Prudential For good talks and motivations Essential Thru nourishment & encouragement Go be influential Young man First to reach This hell We call heaven Or this heaven That We call hell Either way I can't tell But I will tell you this; It's gon' be a hard life So go cook Hard twice & Get chu to pots Like it? They not! But they got to love it When it bubble up & turn to rock Cause he that Stands over the stove When it's heat In the kitchen Can Pay You To do the dishes I'm not just being (momma) Got this game from my (momma) She got it from her (momma) Together We all good (mommas) That represent the few (Mommas) That care about Their sons And avoiding Theirs young Daughters being (mommas) Before it's their Chance to learn (momma) Nature So don't think (Momma) hate cha She just want you To listen to (momma) So that another (mommas) Son Won't remove mine off (mommas) land And (momma) has to get (Mommas) gun And start a brand new band So as (momma) works To show you a (mommas) worths Stay off (Mommas) nerves Son