Naughty By Nature - Throw It Up CD lyrics

Mama don't cry for me, Papa don't feel bad, Cold on the street better gotta keep my bang to the bang back. But I got my hood, my city, my brothers, (my) family That's all I have yeah, oh Father if you still listen, We hope our friends make it up to heaven, And if we fall, then we forgotten, Don't let our little brothers grow up like we did Let them grow up and get a job, Don't let them grow up behind bars, Tryna' be hard, oh father can you (Rest will come)