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Son  of Yvonne - Masta Ace
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Son of Yvonne Masta Ace

Son  of Yvonne - Masta Ace
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I was born, son of Yvonne
Brownsville kid that wanna be on
Hit the streets run and be gone
Outside with a curfew
Got lessons on honesty and virtue
And the people that'll hurt you
Drug addicts, ex-convicts
Living in a world surrounded by these conflicts
So many too many to mention
You can feel all the tension
A mom’s intervention
Tryn'na save her son from the worse fate
Getting home after eight when she works late
Thank God for Nana, I was in her control
In the lobby, sitting on tenant patrol
Cause folks getting robbed on a regular
By chain snatching dudes, just in it for gold
Son of Yvonne had a fight up the street
He’s a nice kid, but ain’t nothing sweet

[Chorus]
All I do, I do it for you
It’s for all you did when I was a kid
‘Cause there's mad friends ain’t wanna be born
But I’m glad to be the son of Yvonne
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