[U-God] My mother said my father was a real livewire
Hustled on the avenue of
Lennox That he was a don, shot **** in his arm
Paid visits to the methodon clinic
A straight womanizer, no religion
He just leaned on *******
His name rung in the slums, *****z run for they gun
Blood thirsty, he was so vicious [Chorus: U-God (Ebony Burke)]
Poppa was a rolling stone (he left a long time ago)
Poppa was a rolling stone (he never ever was at home, no, no)
Momma said daddy's dead (stop messing with the baby's head)
One day he'll grow up strong (one day he'll be a man) [U-God]
Momma said father was a mean mutha*****a
A clean mutha*****a, a lean mutha*****a
Got money in the pot, got his pops in the block
For sellings rocks, a **** fiend, mutha*****as
He struggled all his life, got blood on his knife
Light skinned, he had your eyes
But my mother couldn't handle him
The liquor, the gambling, plus he had four wives [Chorus] [U-God]
My mother said my father had a real bad temper
Loud, wild, he was too foul
With no hesitation, he would kill you
With no education, he was still proud
With his brother
Big Harvey, he did a bank robbery
A car flipped, all the money spilled out
Before it was done, police caught him with some
Riddle of bullets, he died in a shootout [Chorus x2]