My Mom

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My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs

That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her

Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs

That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

My mom, my mom, I know you're probably tired

Of hearin' 'bout my mom, oh-ho, whoa-ho

But this is just a story of when I was just a shorty

And how I became hooked on Va-aliu-um

Valium was in everything, food that I ate

The water that I drank, fuckin' peas in my plate

She sprinkled just enough of it to season my steak

So every day I'd have at least three stomachaches

Now tell me, what kind of mother would want to see her

Son grow up to be an undera-fuckin'-chiever?

My teacher didn't think I was gonna be nothin' either

"What the fuck you stickin' gum up under the fuckin' seat for?"

"Mrs. Mathers, your son has been huffin' ether"

"Either that or the motherfucker's been puffin' reefer"

But all this huffin' and puffin' wasn't what it was either

It was neither, I was buzzin' but it wasn't what she thought

Pee in a teacup? Bitch, you ain't my keeper, I'm sleepin'

What the fuck you keep on fuckin' with me for?

Slut, you need to leave me the fuck alone, I ain't playin'

Go find you a white crayon and color a fuckin' zebra

My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs

That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her

Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs

That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

Wait a minute, this ain't dinner, this is paint thinner

You ate it yesterday, I ain't hear no complaints, did I?

Now here's a plate full of painkillers, now just wait

'Til I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes

You little motherfucker, I'll make you sit there

And make that retarded fuckin' face without even tastin' it

You better lick the fuckin' plate, you ain't wastin' it

Put your face in it 'fore I throw you in the basement again

And I ain't givin' in, you're gonna just sit there

In one fuckin' place, finnickin' 'til next Thanksgiving

And if you still ain't finished it, I'll use the same shit again

Then when I make spinach dip it'll be placed in the shit

You little shit, wanna sit there and play innocent?

A rack fell and hit me in K-Mart and they witnessed it

Child support, your father, he ain't sent the shit

And so what if he did? It's none of your dang business, kid

My mom

There's no one else quite like my mom

I know I should let bygones be bygones

But she's the reason why I am high on what I'm high on

'Cause my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs

That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her

Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs

That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

My mom loved Valium, now all I am

Is a party animal, I am what I am

But I'm strong to the finish with me Valium spinach

But my buzz only lasts about two minutes

But I don't wanna swallow it without chewin' it

I can't even write a rhyme without you in it

My Valium, my Vaaaaaa-liummmm, oh

Man, I never thought that I could ever be

A drug addict, nah, fuck that, I can't have it happen to me

But that's actually what has ended up happenin'

A tragedy, the fuckin' past ended up catchin' me

And it's probably where I got acquainted with the taste, ain't it?

Pharmaceuticals are the bomb, Mom, beautiful

She killed the fuckin' dog with the medicine she done fed it

Feed it a fuckin' aspirin and say that it has a headache

"Here, want a snack? You hungry, you fuckin' brat?"

"Look at that, it's a Xanax, take it and take a nap, eat it"

But I don't need it, "Well fuck it then, break it up"

"Take a little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan up"

Alright Ma, you win, I don't feel like arguin'

I'll do it, pop it, gobble it and start wobblin'

Stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, trip, then I fall in bed

With a bottle of meds and a Heath Ledger bobblehead

My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs

That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her

Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs

That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

My mom, I'm just like her

My mom, my mom, my mom

My mom, my mom, my mom

My mom, my mom, my mom

My mom, my momma

Me momma, I like-a da momma

Haha, sorry Mom

I still love you though

Dr. Dre, 2010

Hey, this shit is hella hard, homie

Yo, take us on outta here

Woo