Mama Sauce Walka (Ft. Mozzy)

[Intro: Sauce Walka]
Oowee
R.I.P Mama Sauce, sauce in P
I miss you baby
You made me a champ, didn't you?

[Verse 1: Sauce Walka]
My mama ain't raise no pussy, but she ain't raise a son either
I was raised on the corner with the block bleeders, dope house glass eaters
Christmas time no santa claus just robberies from mass people
Black man in a white man's world, feel like the damn zebra
The government is lions and cheetahs, the way them hoes treat us
Delusions all them hoes feed us through fancy cars and bold speakers
Find out you a gorilla and they gon cage you not vince mcmahon speaking
My mama used to leave me for months, not just on damn weekends
Fucked up all of my birthdays I ain't ever had no planned weekend
Never been to Chuck E Cheese, a rat could never touch my cheese
Nigga please, the biggest rats I seen in my hood pushing ki's
You ever been starving in Autumn, and thought 'bout eating leaves?
Nigga that was a baby me cause my mama veins was pumping D
Heroin, got me begging for dollars at the Chevron
13 years old the first time my papa caught the best bond
Trooper now, young ass baby all real and truly wild
Baby how I was pourin' born way before I'd done heard of juvenile
Walk up in the apartment my mama geekin' with that goofy smile
Needle hanging out her arm and not a doctor near this room for miles
Nigga grew up wild
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