Lyrics:
STAND UP by Makadem
(English Translation)
Music can't be sung even the funeral one,
God created you to adore him
and faith is loving one another.
Papa he left home today
Said he ain't comin' back again
Said he ain't gonna be nobody's second best just couse mama's got a special kind
Non la registro se non è maxy
Quante storie che conosce quel taxi
Mama pensa uscivamo per farci
Un po' è vero però anche per farli
E non è vero che
By the way he looks across his shoulder
And the way he sees things through his eyes
It's impossible to disguise
He's a mama's boy
So confusing
Hajs
Patrz jakie bogactwo kurwa
Patrz czym jedzie kurwa
Zobacz kurwa
Bogacz kurwa pierdolony
Hajs
Mama ma mama ma mama ma da Hajs
Mama ma mama ma
Mama Afrika yeah yeah (Mama)
Mama Afrika yeah yeah (Mama)
Mama Afrika yeah yeah (Mama)
Mama Afrika yeah yeah (Mama)
You are beautiful
Mama Afrika
your circle of light ( Ah ah ye le le mama )
Between Jesus and my ancestors
Between my tribe and my urban cool
Lies a bridge never crossed by any
Mama (for real, enuh)
The love that we have for our mom
Will never change
Only get stronger
Day by day (oh)
Oh mama, mama mama mama
Mama
to help the poor, La Dolce Vita
Mira, mira, guys, there's Lira in her eyes, La Dolce Vita
I catch a cold just by looking in your eyes, La Dolce Vita
To the young mothers
I feel ya, I know how it is
(Mama's just a little girl)
Don't nobody understand i feel ya
She was born a heavy set
Girl with
many influenced by the funeral procession
Mama marchin' to her death, and never viewed a single blessing
Plenty lifetime full of struggle, my mother
a village to raise 'em
We don't do it all by ourselves
I know my smile can be upstagin'
On the stage, I provide like a daddy
And a mother, mother, I give
M'ama, non m'ama
M'ama, non m'ama
Io che sognavo una vita fantastica
Lo farò ma con i fiori in plastica
Cosa pensi? (Cosa?)
Che va a finire che qua
Je iná jak berlín, iná jak varšava
Už ma víta, dolce vita, praha, praha, praha
Ona ma vychovala ako druhá mama
Divoké noci, kalby až do rána, rána,
Nimetoka jera sahiv nipo ulaiani
Sina kitu mwanao kabwela
Tupige mishe zetu za zamani
Yani muda huu ni zamu ya mama
Maisha ya konakona hakuna
Sasa
Mama, Dear Mama, Dear Mama, yeah
Know I messed up, tryna roll out, having fun
With a crew that never cared for me or never stood
By me when I was failing
no mess
Now shit got hectic, cause mama was tipped
She'll tell you in a minute don't let your mouth get yo' ass whipped
Mama did it all by herself,
alimenta ogni tiro di canna, la rotta mia è casa e mi aspetta la mamma
Lei triste che canta sta vita dannata
Che prega migliori sempre la giornata
Ma tu stai
viva la vita by ViDa
E allora viva la vita by ViDa
E allora viva la vita by ViDa
E allora viva la vita, la vita, la vita
Volevo aprire un Bed & Breakfast
a mali
Sai che siamo fragili
Io non posso stare qui
La mia vita è cosi
La mia vita è cosi
Mama mama mama ue
All'ombra di sti palazzoni
Mama mama mama ue
that's my mama
Hazel, that's my mama
Yeah, tell em' bro
I swear time goes by so fast
Mama, I really miss you and the time we missed in the past
Mama, you
rikwo ego nunu
oh my mommy fine na (Finer)
She sweet by sugar
Me I just dey wonder
Cuz I'm going higher (x2)
Emmastrings (verse 3)
Mama. My
M’ama non m’ama quante mi è cara sta parte
Sto per uccidere rapper sto per mischiare le carte
Voglio una vita d’artista, voglio una vita con l’arte
Sogno
tipped
She'll tell you in a minute don't let
Your mouth get yo' ass whipped
Mama did it all by herself
King and Queen of this house
Yellin, "I want my
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