Lyrics:
caught by the coppers
It's time for me to raise 'em up proper by myself
It's a goddamn struggle when a bitch ain't got no help
Now everybody tellin' me
dey do am papa
Temmie biko sing it for them o
Look at your life na grace, look at my life na grace
Tell me who dey make way papa
You should know this
frightened by you Mama
I'm still frightened by you mama
I'm still frightened by you papa
I'm still frightened I'm still frightened
I'm still frightened by you
wellu oo
Mama, I love you
Wellu wellu oo
Mama, I love you
Wellu wellu oo
Idi mu mma, nwanyi oma.
For real no be lie,
I love you sweet mama,
Make
the alligators look tame
Polk salad Annie
'Gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
For the mama was working on the chain-gang
What a mean,
to meet my mama
And I can't believe that I started
With me sing
[Chorus]
Ay mamamamama
Ay mamamamama
And she was like
"Ay papa, now tell me what's up with
matter
Mr. Picker, eyan slender
Where my RABA? Check your aza
Send that Mullar to my kuda
Call my papa, tell my mama I don dey Qatar
Chilling with Anita,
and non for reserve
Oh oh yeah!
You say your mama don't want to see me
You say your papa don't want to see me
Tell me was it love that you had for me??
Oh
on the block
And your mom was savin' money for you in a jar
Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars 'til
on the block
And your mom was savin' money for you in a jar
Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars 'til
her alive for a reason
Mama I'm a ride for you
I swear
Yo, I bet you proud of your son
He's a rap star now
Took you out of them projects and bought
In your fledgling eyes
Feel her cosmic ties
That's your essence too
Through her, you grew
As you take each stride
With her by your side
Shine as all
boy
By the gallows pole
Hangman, hangman, slack your rope
Slack it for a while
I think I see my mama comin'
She's ridin' a many mile
Mama, did
He's cruising up your street
Looking for souls to take
Misery is by his side
Destruction in his wake
He rides the needle tracks on your soul
Mama been laid off
She ain't workin no mo'
Papa been laid off
He say things done got slow
My brother's been laid off
He been locked down for more
the womb
That was crazy, my mama's baby, my papa's maybe
That's papa's lady but she ain't rockin' with papa lately
And I'm her son, I don't run, don't
and kaboom
So just assume to these MF'ers I'm DOOM
On the day that I was born I wrote M-E-F in the womb
That was crazy, my mama's baby, my papa's maybe
Root down Mama, Root
Root down Papa, Root down
Root down Papa, Root
Root down People, Root down
Root down People, Root
Put your eyes in the rain
Drop-in,
remember, when we was together?
now i can only sing for you.
Thank you Mama, for the things u do
Thank you Mama, for the care you give
Thank you Mama, for
Thunder go fire their mama and their papa ai
Dem say am Bayelsa
Oh dem form am a militant
Eh my brother man I no get your time oh
Timaya na dem mama
brother Ben
I stood there and I cried as I watched my mama die
I guess I was too young to understand
Papa didn't shed a tear or even really seemed
like Danny Glover
Like quick with the lethal weapon
Won't ever see mr jetson
Your future cut short for steppin
Protecting my soul connection
But Don't
A seamstress I will stitch
Together a story
You'll well remember
I'll sing for my supper
But if I tell a good lie
You'll buy my supper tonight
And if I do tell
world to be our savior
And that Christ is returning, someday soon
To unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life
As long as we're
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