Yo, yo, uh
You need a king and a queen when you kick this game
See the truth is in the blood and it do stain
But when you one with yourself, you do jujitsu things
See I'm talking about the woman, how you be so gentle
You not overly emotional, you sentimental
But it's funny when you break apart sentimental
You get sentiment, then it start looking like sentient brain
Mama made a way for me, they tried to take me out
Umbilical around the neck, they had to take me out
They cut the stomach open, my mama had passed out
At 13, my brother was the man of the house
The women at a disadvantage under patriarchs
It be no Israelites if it wasn't for Noah's Ark
It be nobody if it wasn't your mother's birth
Inanna my mama, she the queen of heaven and earth
Ms. Linda Murray, I was never really mad at you
Mama, I love you, this how I show my gratitude
Cause you could be smart enough to see every other perspective
But blind to all the fingers that's pointing back at you
Yeah, I was talking to myself when I was mad at you
Shit, I was mad at myself when I was mad at you
I was mad I couldn't help, I wish dad had you
But he was locked up in the prison in our last castle
Man, look how things change, it's a damn shame
Wonder if women ruled the world, would it be the same
Would it be a rich and a poor at the same time
If poverty didn't exist, would it be crime
Every plant and tree you see, it got food on it
Why all these motherf*cking trees ain't got food on it
Wait, I'ma start a riot, let me calm down
The advertisement is just another warning sign
My mama never made me pay for water
I'm indigenous to the land you called America
I don't need a mortgage, I was born sovereign
And I don't have to go to war over your fake problems
Every year selling the same holiday nonsense
How we not conscious the woman the provider of life
And everybody saying the man is supposed to be Christ
Black, white, brown, or red, you know it ain't right
You know it ain't right
The etymological root of Christian is Christian
It means you got a screw loose or a few missing
So when contacting your provider, he seem to be distant
Like you be calling out for God, but he keeping his distance
Against the divine nature, worshiping demons
Before the man, the woman produced her own semen
The preacher's secret is everything he preaching misleading
No, he ain't teaching, he preaching what the people believe in
Adam, particles ran across the little Eve
Bang, now that story is the one you believe
Or was the rib takin'? She was made to conceive
And made two, killed one, now we left here with three
But the woman really died, cause the woman was first
Man, short for woman, with the portal of birth
Man, provider, protect for the woman on earth
Get your DNA from your mama, your mama, you her
At peace when I split her legs and I get right in between
While she moaning, sucking, and touching me, benevolence see
What I mean, the woman is love, another beautiful thing
She manifested from the Eve, mitochondria gene
All this finicky love, made me disconnect from the world
F*ck being a plug, too many single-parent homes
Niggas f*cking the fog, kids having kids
The kids growing up to be thugs
And the same niggas on dope be selling the drugs
Jay-Roc - Mama Lyrics
Jay-Roc - Mama Lyrics
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English
Yo, yo, uh
You need a king and a queen when you kick this game
See the truth is in the blood and it do stain
But when you one with yourself, you do jujitsu things
See I'm talking about the woman, how you be so gentle
You not overly emotional, you sentimental
But it's funny when you break apart sentimental
You get sentiment, then it start looking like sentient brain
Mama made a way for me, they tried to take me out
Umbilical around the neck, they had to take me out
They cut the stomach open, my mama had passed out
At 13, my brother was the man of the house
The women at a disadvantage under patriarchs
It be no Israelites if it wasn't for Noah's Ark
It be nobody if it wasn't your mother's birth
Inanna my mama, she the queen of heaven and earth
Ms. Linda Murray, I was never really mad at you
Mama, I love you, this how I show my gratitude
Cause you could be smart enough to see every other perspective
But blind to all the fingers that's pointing back at you
Yeah, I was talking to myself when I was mad at you
Shit, I was mad at myself when I was mad at you
I was mad I couldn't help, I wish dad had you
But he was locked up in the prison in our last castle
Man, look how things change, it's a damn shame
Wonder if women ruled the world, would it be the same
Would it be a rich and a poor at the same time
If poverty didn't exist, would it be crime
Every plant and tree you see, it got food on it
Why all these motherf*cking trees ain't got food on it
Wait, I'ma start a riot, let me calm down
The advertisement is just another warning sign
My mama never made me pay for water
I'm indigenous to the land you called America
I don't need a mortgage, I was born sovereign
And I don't have to go to war over your fake problems
Every year selling the same holiday nonsense
How we not conscious the woman the provider of life
And everybody saying the man is supposed to be Christ
Black, white, brown, or red, you know it ain't right
You know it ain't right
The etymological root of Christian is Christian
It means you got a screw loose or a few missing
So when contacting your provider, he seem to be distant
Like you be calling out for God, but he keeping his distance
Against the divine nature, worshiping demons
Before the man, the woman produced her own semen
The preacher's secret is everything he preaching misleading
No, he ain't teaching, he preaching what the people believe in
Adam, particles ran across the little Eve
Bang, now that story is the one you believe
Or was the rib takin'? She was made to conceive
And made two, killed one, now we left here with three
But the woman really died, cause the woman was first
Man, short for woman, with the portal of birth
Man, provider, protect for the woman on earth
Get your DNA from your mama, your mama, you her
At peace when I split her legs and I get right in between
While she moaning, sucking, and touching me, benevolence see
What I mean, the woman is love, another beautiful thing
She manifested from the Eve, mitochondria gene
All this finicky love, made me disconnect from the world
F*ck being a plug, too many single-parent homes
Niggas f*cking the fog, kids having kids
The kids growing up to be thugs
And the same niggas on dope be selling the drugs
You need a king and a queen when you kick this game
See the truth is in the blood and it do stain
But when you one with yourself, you do jujitsu things
See I'm talking about the woman, how you be so gentle
You not overly emotional, you sentimental
But it's funny when you break apart sentimental
You get sentiment, then it start looking like sentient brain
Mama made a way for me, they tried to take me out
Umbilical around the neck, they had to take me out
They cut the stomach open, my mama had passed out
At 13, my brother was the man of the house
The women at a disadvantage under patriarchs
It be no Israelites if it wasn't for Noah's Ark
It be nobody if it wasn't your mother's birth
Inanna my mama, she the queen of heaven and earth
Ms. Linda Murray, I was never really mad at you
Mama, I love you, this how I show my gratitude
Cause you could be smart enough to see every other perspective
But blind to all the fingers that's pointing back at you
Yeah, I was talking to myself when I was mad at you
Shit, I was mad at myself when I was mad at you
I was mad I couldn't help, I wish dad had you
But he was locked up in the prison in our last castle
Man, look how things change, it's a damn shame
Wonder if women ruled the world, would it be the same
Would it be a rich and a poor at the same time
If poverty didn't exist, would it be crime
Every plant and tree you see, it got food on it
Why all these motherf*cking trees ain't got food on it
Wait, I'ma start a riot, let me calm down
The advertisement is just another warning sign
My mama never made me pay for water
I'm indigenous to the land you called America
I don't need a mortgage, I was born sovereign
And I don't have to go to war over your fake problems
Every year selling the same holiday nonsense
How we not conscious the woman the provider of life
And everybody saying the man is supposed to be Christ
Black, white, brown, or red, you know it ain't right
You know it ain't right
The etymological root of Christian is Christian
It means you got a screw loose or a few missing
So when contacting your provider, he seem to be distant
Like you be calling out for God, but he keeping his distance
Against the divine nature, worshiping demons
Before the man, the woman produced her own semen
The preacher's secret is everything he preaching misleading
No, he ain't teaching, he preaching what the people believe in
Adam, particles ran across the little Eve
Bang, now that story is the one you believe
Or was the rib takin'? She was made to conceive
And made two, killed one, now we left here with three
But the woman really died, cause the woman was first
Man, short for woman, with the portal of birth
Man, provider, protect for the woman on earth
Get your DNA from your mama, your mama, you her
At peace when I split her legs and I get right in between
While she moaning, sucking, and touching me, benevolence see
What I mean, the woman is love, another beautiful thing
She manifested from the Eve, mitochondria gene
All this finicky love, made me disconnect from the world
F*ck being a plug, too many single-parent homes
Niggas f*cking the fog, kids having kids
The kids growing up to be thugs
And the same niggas on dope be selling the drugs
Writer: Jairus Murray
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