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Artist: Rare Americans
Canonical path: /rare-americans/mama-bear
Related lyric paths: 6
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Mama Bear
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Curated by Ethan Walker
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Mama Bear
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(Truth)
My mom likes when I rap fast
With enough energy that it can make her heart dance
I would like to write a song for her to sing along
Better make it fucking bump
Because my moms the bomb (life)
Took my parents on a giant roller coaster ride
'Cause I was walking with a limp, something wasn’t right
Doc came in the room, said they found a giant tumor
It was lodged in my brain, needed surgical procedure
Imagine the thoughts running through their head
Their two year old boy, heads filled with dread
You can’t prepare for that being said
On a Tuesday afternoon, when you get out of bed
But I made it, I fucking made it
You’ve been by my side
Through the good and hard times
I’d do anything for you
I’d do anything for you
Mama bear
I love my mama bear
Mama bear
I love my mama bear (childhood)
We spent a lot of time together
School was pretty far
I wouldn’t trade it for the world
Driving, talking in the car
I was on a path, or a mission you could say
All I wanted was to be like
Rafa, Roger, or Marc-André
Always had it in me, the fire was burning strong
My mom told me a story from when I was six years young
Mom I hate losing so much, I want to win so badly
I guess not much changed though
And that kinda makes me happy
I got fire burning in me, it’s strong
You’ve been by my side
Through the good and hard times
I’d do anything for you
I’d do anything for you
Mama bear
I love my mama bear
Mama bear
I love my mama bear
Mama bear
I love my mama bear
Back to the fire burning in me as a kid
It was hard to control the stupid shit I did
Provincial tennis champs
Hit an old man in the head
Threw my racket at the net
It flew over, smack!
His face went red
Looked over at my mom
Oh my God, I'm dead (oh my God he’s dead!)
She was, livid to the max
That kid needed a lesson
Probably needed quite a smack
But my mom is way too cool for that
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