Like Mother Like Son

Album cover art for "Like Mother Like Son" by Thirstin Howl III & Victoria Quinn

Thirstin Howl III & Victoria Quinn - Rap

Like Mother Like Son

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Duration: 3:42

Lyrics

[Intro: Thirstin Howl III (Overlapped with Bridge)] Ayyo, this joint dedicated to my moms, right? (I love you, ma) 'Cause she taught me exactly what life taught her And what the streets taught her (Drama) And when she died, I felt like I was three years old again And we were walking across the street and she let go of my hand [Bridge (Overlapped with Intro): Victoria Quinn] I never really left you You're not by yourself I'm always right beside you Even when you're running 'round, doing crime [Hook: Thirstin Howl III and Victoria Quinn] Why it Hurts like this? Won't go away, won't go away The pain won't go away. Why it Hurts like this? Won't go away, won't go away The pain won't go away [Verse 1: Thirstin Howl III] Concealed stress, realness No more tears left when it hurts like this Streets and crime, taught each respect God, take me instead, take me instead Same color hair, same color eyes Her criminal record longer than mines Got caught sleeping, peep it She bought me at twenty-five when I got stuck for the sheepskin So, so senseless Went through the bullpens together, codefendants Handle it like a man, I'm grown I'd give up my life for one Thanksgiving with my moms home Hurt like this. Taught me how to be me Put her mug shot on the back cover of my CD Not a doubt I was proud No jail she ever been in where it was not her house [Hook: Thirstin Howl III and Victoria Quinn] Why it Hurts like this? Won't go away, won't go away The pain won't go away. Why it Hurts like this? Won't go away, won't go away The pain, it won't go away [Verse 2: Thirstin Howl III] Without one thought, no mother's love short Ten-hour rides to visit me up north When nobody else came, nobody else came When nobody else came, nobody else came (I came to see you, baby) Love and passion Couldn't get my baby moms to send me a package Don't disregard, the system's hard The only nigga wearing Gucci sneakers in the yard It is written, family tradition, prison Moms snuck me razor blades during visits Brought my kids and sent me pictures If you left me lonely, told me, "Don't rely on these bitches" Hurt like this, when it hurt like this I never knew that it could hurt like this Keep my words righteous. Arrested, aggression lessons Are diplomas from Departments of Corrections What the streets taught you, you taught your son With all your love, my uncle's knife when I was old enough Gun separate from 007 Cover both entrance, backyard porch terrace [Hook: Thirstin Howl III and Victoria Quinn] Hurt like this won't go away, won't go away The pain won't go away. Why it Hurts like this? Won't go away, won't go away The pain won't go away [Verse 3: Thirstin Howl III] Light candles, hold rosaries Have more relief if your spirit came out to talk to me I got a lot to say, broke, a lot of pocket space Every promise breaked, my spit probably stains Yours truly convicted by juries In your coffin, made sure you wore your jewelry Why did God have to divide? Bought you a Mother's Day card even after you died Like mother, like son, sacred Sanctions, heart stainless Quote statements, ten-by-eight-inch Hung up her mugshot as inspiration Hurt like this, it shouldn't hurt like this My two bullet wounds didn't hurt like this Why it hurt like this? It hurt like this Nobody in the world should have to go through this [Outro: Victoria Quinn and (Thirstin Howl III)] I never really left you (I know you never left me, ma) You're not by yourself (I never thought I was alone, I always knew you was here) I'm always right beside you Even when you're running 'round, doing crime I never really left you You're not by yourself, hey You're my baby, and I love you I'll never leave you, I'm just in the sky, hey

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  • The First Knight