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My for you
is a angel flyin' thru the sky
like a in the winter, and
your for me
is so deep, and sorta like a black rose the cement
My for you
lives on like the memory of Aaliyah a last song
and your for me
will never die like a black child struggling the ghetto to

My goes out to the beautiful woman that raised me
20 years after the Watts Riot, early
on drugs, moms couldn't take me in
had a daughter already, said she was to young to feed baby
and shit got crazy, then 2 came went
baby's growing away, we can't even pay the rent
no hot water, i reminisce, runnin' down my face as i hold my daughter
you spent years by the fire place, i was in the garden every Sunday at the
study at the carters, i was hard head
back then i was crack
when your hard earned money paid for basketball
always at the game on time, yelling at the
wondering why your baby boy's sitting on the
even thou life gets hard sometimes, i my head up
and i can make the sun shine in just one
with me.

My for you
is like a flyin' thru the sky
a bird in the winter, and
your for me
is so deep, and like a black rose cracking the cement
My for you
lives on like the memory of Aaliyah a last song
and love for me
will never die like a black child struggling the ghetto to

And now the lanes at the 57 Continental, peddle to the floor
looking for the highway to heaven, remember when baby boy was 7
we had good times like i was Jay Jay and you was Evans
I should listen to the reverend, now i drain my pain in this 40 ounce
and born ass records, disrespecting your house
living reckless, look at me, inside jewelry box
to pawn your necklace, every night you were in the window, lookin'
but you do when your grandson's crooked, and he to old for whoopin'
used to tell me i was smarter than that, took me down to the Compton, meet,
bought my first starter hat, pulled over raider jacket to
a pair of Levis, a 8 Jordan's with the all black straps
when you died my soul cracked, can i get a clap
I'm without a heart, can somebody hold that

My for you
is like a angel thru the sky
like a in the winter, and
your for me
is so deep, and sorta like a rose cracking the cement
My for you
lives on like the memory of singin' a last song
and your for me
will never die like a child struggling the ghetto to survive

I got a lot of things i ask the Lord
like why i see my grandmother face no more
and why i seem to live without her
and if i pray could he send her to me one day
cause to crowded, every time i think about it
i'm missin' smile, can barely cough
my angel is gone, i'm heartbroke, in my own tears
somebody throw me a robe or my wings so i can fly
i'm to die
cry but i'm still a man, might be a man but i still cry
big mama my in the sky
if you wanna feel my pain, then your eyes, hold your breath
now that's to to death, open your eyes
see the now, and if you love your grandmother like i love mine
go tell her right now, i know how this sound
but my is to show you that i understand, you are appreciated

My for you
is like a angel flyin' the sky
like a in the winter, and
your for me
is so deep, and sorta a black rose cracking the cement
My for you
lives on like the memory of Aaliyah a last song
and your for me
will die like a black child struggling the ghetto to survive