[VERSE 1: Qu'ran]

There was a time, I used to wish I was older

So I can look over my own shoulder

When it came time for partyin

I always had to check with a guardian

You know, mom and dad

Sometimes I think about the fun I could've had

Swingin with my crew

I used to boo-hoo about my early curfew

If I didn't show up, I'd be on punishment

Guess where the rest of my week will be spent

Yeah, in the house, lookin like a jerk

My boys are havin fun while I'm doin housework

I remember one time in the game

I could hear my mom callin my name

I had two strikes, workin on the third

Somebody yelled out, "Yo, Qu'ran's a early bird!"

But I ain't pay it no mind

Cause back then a hard head made a soft behind

My mother always said, "Don't worry 'bout a cup

It's all a part of growin up"

But nevertheless

Like they say - mom knows best



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This is a little somethin for the youngsta's

(Listen up youngster)

A little somethin for the youngsta's



[VERSE 2: Taji]

If we wasn't in the store playin video games

We was chillin on the block, callin each other names

Nah, nothin too offensive

But you had to wear gear that was expensive

Like 100 dollar sneaks

Even though they'd be dogged in two weeks

I didn't care, all my boys had a pair

Except for me, I didn't think it was fair

I told my moms the price, she frowned ( ? )

Said, "Son, they cost more than a phone bill

Be thankful for what you got on your feet

Some people don't have nothin out on the street

Learn to be yourself, learn to be original

And don't worry about the next individual"

I feel as though this needs to be expressed

Nevertheless, mom knows best



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[VERSE 3: Tarik]

24 hours, 7 days a week

We played Ding Dong Dixie and hide-n-go-seek

We chased down girls, actin like a fool

It was even days that we hookied from school

But never again

Once mom started yellin it was no tellin when

She was gonna whip out a belt

I could've put ice on her, it probably would've melt

I know momma's call, once I heard her shout

"I [?] and you can bet I take you out

All I hear is "Clear your room and wash the dishes"

Sometimes I wanna click my heels and make three wishes

1 to be older, 2 to be a rap star

3 to be drivin in a nice, fat car

As long as I live at this address

Nevertheless, mom knows best



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