Tiara - Tear Drops lyrics

[Intro: P.R. Terrorist] No more pain, Tiara [P.R. Terrorist] Aiyo, I look into my 6 year old's eyes and see the tear drop If she could express how she feel, she make the sh** stop Me and her moms fightin' and fussin' Can't even act like two adults and have a simple discussion Is that complex, the only time we both get along is during s** What a mess, my little girl's heart is being stressed Started at a young age, my hormones on a rampage Mami was naive, daddy was nasty And couldn't let her fat a** slide past me Cuttin' school, throwin' rocks at her window Damn right, I spent the night, her grandma, she didn't know Two teens experimentin' with s**, had no idea That parenthood was coming next, with checks Sellin' d** in the projects to get her diapers Even spent six months on Riker's, for a**ault Tellin' jakes it ain't my fault It's just a thug life, young life, what a life The hell you go through, to come out right, it's real [Chorus 4X: P.R. Terrorist] Tear drops rollin' down my little girl's face All the times I wasn't there, I wish I could replace [P.R. Terrorist] Wiped the tears out your eyes, sit you on my lap I know it's real hard havin' a father that rap But my music put food in your mouth and clothes on your back Send you to school, free your mind from being trapped In this jungle of hell, where more fail than succeed Won't let it happen, cuz you're way too important to me My little princess, my shining star, my understanding Unconditional love, whose heart needs gentle handling Won't let a soul hurt you, cuz God Allah birth you And never in my life, will I ever desert you [Chorus 4X] [P.R. Terrorist] Just strugglin', try'nna find a better way for us So much stress, I feel like, my brain about to bust Gotta worry 'bout the little boys bothering you Gotta worry 'bout whippin' a** down at your school Cuz you're beautiful, just like I knew you would be Cuz complain to your moms, cuz you got it from me Slick talkin' like your daddy, you could of fooled me In delivery, I see little me was a she Now you're all grown up and fool of questions Sometimes the truth hurts, but I gotta give you answers And explain how things work, in the big world Some things you have to learn and find out, when you're a big girl Remember, I won't always be here, so close your eyes And put the song to your ears and wipe the tears These words that I'm sayin' to you is sincere Daddy loves you... Tiara, daddy loves you [Outro: P.R. Terrorist (Tiara)] You went to school today, mama? (Yeah) How was school (fine) Yeah? You learned a lot of things? (Yes...) Whatchu learn? (Math... the Math that mami teach me at home) Oh yeah? (Mm-hmm) You learnin' with the numbers? (Yes) Yeah (When the next time that you goin' to the studio?) Like in a week, wanna go with me? (Yeah) Yeah? Ok I'm gonna tell your mami, alright? (Yeah) I love you (I love you too) *kiss*