Young Soldierz - Wanted Child lyrics

When I was a fetus I was knows as a prophecy They told Mama when I was born she got to k** me My Mama didn't care she ain't giving up sh** She grabbed a nine and a punk with a pistol grip Unlike Moses she wasn't sending me alone Just me and Mama and now the struggle is on Mama stole a Jeep but there's no reason to brag She had cla**, Mama stole a six deuce rag On em Ds, Mama had the pump in the pa**enger seat 21 shots one the hip and is watching me 3000 miles my Mama has traveled to save me She said, ain't nobody taking Mama's babe We almost there, we on our way on the homestretch A car pulls up and tries to run us off the edge Mama shot twice and gave the driver a close cast He hit a tree, Mama said, die ba*tard Mama stopped the car, she grabbed the pump and she jumped out The ba*tard tried to run but his b**h a** lucked out We're back on the road and Mama's sweating and swerving lanes And that's when Mama started feeling f**ing labor pains We're on the road her bad breaks her waters Gushing and still young Stretch Dog is steady kicking and pushing 300 miles to the next hospital and Mama is sore but no pushing up the middle Mama stopped the car cause she's stopping a motherf**er A car pulls up and she's thinking it's them s**ers But it was a couple, the woman happened to be a nurse She helped my mother give birth My mother woke up to a bundle of joy A eight pound brown skin bouncing baby boy For the first ten years I didn't understand how and why I'm living my life as a wanted child When I became of age my mother started to explain She said "Look, son, I'ma make it real plain They want you because your Mama's first gangster But they can't f** with you even if they wanted to You're my son and this your life I cherish But f** the LAPDs and the sheriffs Before you go I got a gift for your a** She hit the garage brought out the six deuce rag She said one thing "Every move you make counts" Now I'm headed to the city of??? I'm in the Deuce, I'm doing forty thinking about What my mother has done to raise her only begotten son A young n***a with a vengeance, robbing and k**ing and kicking those up the f**ing hinges Mama made this sh** real plain and simple Use the nine and put a dimple in his temple But all of this sh** to me was just child's play To make me an end and then wait for that glorious day So I could do what they couldn't do to Mama Put a stop to these punk a** racist cops And now they know that I'm black and tall And once again Lil Stretch is a wanted child Aw n***a you still trying to run, fool It's time for me to make my move Stick to the plan and this sh** will blow real smooth I drove to the place where violence occurs Just me and a Tec and a silencer They pulled up swift and I'm cold gunning Stuck on stupid cause they don't hear me coming And I don't plan to face a jury Just me and the Tec, this is a fury And all of my dogs right now are turning mental I hit a few corners catch the b**hes at Winchell Now ain't this a b**h I catch em slipping in the parking lot Creeped up slow and I bust two shots One s**er down before the other one knew He reach for his sh**, huh, got his a** too Cause Mama always said "Never hesitate or think twice That's what makes you son not nice" Before I could split the one toms moved quick The punk a** b**h at Winchells must have seen this sh** Damn, I gotta be strong hold on to reality Cause if I don't Mama will bury me So I grab the nines from the two s**ers And pop the b**h in Winchell, stupid mothaf**er Now I hit the alley that I'm cold running And they don't know if I'm staying, going or coming I'm prepped up, I grab my sh** and I'm leaving town Wanna see Mama once again as a wanted child