STILL MY MOTHER'S BABY

March 13, 1991 when i was born,
Two of the best families i joined.

My mother first and my father last,
It's crazy how time is moving so fast.

Growing up in D.C wasn't the ideal place for me,
only thing happening' is pain and a lot of misery.

Comin' up my ass was always red,
cause i didn't listen to a word my mother said.

My father was strict and always right,
I refused to listen, but i never put up a fight.

When i turned 14, i though i was a real "G",
my mother saw me growing into a man she didn't want me to be.

I wish i knew then what she had on her mind,
Cuz these streets is starting to take a toll on my behind.

She would always scream at me, but i never got mad at her,
cause when it's cold, she's my fur, damn, i wish i had listened to her.

These police and judges don't care, to take someones life, they think
it's fair.

They sit there with that cold hard stare, then your life is changed when the judge says, "get his ass out of here."

My brother called me up saying that it was important that he come see me.
So much went through my head when i hung up, and sat looking at t.v.

When i got in the car he had i normal look,
i calmed down some, but was still kind of shook.

He said ma just had a heart attack, she in the hospital,
my body grew numb and cold like an icicle.

But my family stuck together, like bullets and lead,
you wouldn't believe how many tears i shed.

As i sit in that hospital room, i could only look at her,
it had grown so cold, because i had no fur.

In a deep sleep, my mother stands in front of me,
she said Marcus don't worry, one day we'll all be free.

I say,"ma not right now, that's to hard for me to see",
i awoke, there she lay so peacefully.

Two years have gone by and i think I'm starting to go crazy,
but i pull myself together, because in my mind i know,
I'm still my mother's baby.....

By
Marcus Harrison