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lirik lagu blu & nottz - mama (mother)

[intro]
together, we’re gonna make it
lord, trouble, we sure can take it
but we’re almost home
we’re almost home
yeah

[chorus]
mama, yeah
mother africa, yeah
(mother africa)
may i never forget the beat of your drum, you own a piece of my heart (piece of my heart)
your illegitimate son wants to come home, don’t you keep me in the dark (mama)

[verse 1]
ayo, my grandpa’s darkskinned, my grandma’s darkskinned
my other gramp’s lightskinned, i wonder what bitеs him
pro~afro pick, pro~black mix
and it’s a whole lot of soul that sold that sh~t
that soul glows from shore to shore
i usеd to stare back at africa, not really sure
if we gon’ make it aboard the black starline
lookin’ back at those we actually got to cross that line
left america for africa, jamaica to ethiopia
jamaica changed london and you think something’s holdin’ us?
that’s funny, you could picture every black man outta africa lost
lookin’ at every man like this is the cost?
we paid, not the salves we played
not the roles we paved, not the goals we made
but the gold we bathed in, died in and stayed in
now we almost made it back to bein’ b~tt~naked
man, i can’t take it
[verse 2]
they be like, “go back to africa, you porch monkey coon~coon”
sing another tune, lazy loon, entertain us with your moves
yeah, we like the things you do, but you’re nothing but babboons
we’re the sun, you’re th e glloom, we’re the joy , you’re the doom
got a lack of go~getters, so you’re just another n~gga
just a thug witha t trigggger plus a slug in that thug
you’s a blood, you’s a cuz, you’s a mud
you’s a dust, you’s the rug that we brush on dirty feet
the rock that we lean on, the labor that we feed on
without you, we would be gone, stronger than sme king kong
your knowledge, we can’t peak on, ayour land is what we leech on
you’re jealous ’cause you be on indigenious for eons
the type of stuff i think on, they tell me that i think wrong
i tell ’em that i think right, all my life, we had to fight
not a piece of this land that a’t been touched by a black hand
tryna dodge a ghost face like we [?]

[verse 3]
we been talkin’ ’bout wakanda, but what about rwanda?
your relatives are probably there skinnin’ anacondas
ancestors’ bloodstream flowin’ through my mantra
nappy hair, strong body, we ain’t smokin’ on that ganja
look what i told [?]
just because obama was up in the oval office don’t mean we all accomplished
i swear i almost lost it
colonizers, modernizers, we a global market
queens wearin’ weaves tryna lok like pocohantos
rather like your natural
like your great~great~great~great~granny in the past, boo
let me ask you, is cape verde such a bad stay?
i’m tryna find out where i’m from in this rat race
they lookin’ at me like a bum with a black fade
but little do they know that i’m past great
castrate every whack thought ’bout this vast place
and make it a mandate that everyone can [?]
[verse 4]
so much lineage this brother’s yet to discover
born to a nigerian pops and black~american mother
got me wonderin’ what tribe from my mom’s side
was brought to america to build it for free with their freedom denied?
one side came in [?], the other shackled to the bottom of boat
syeha, we survived the oppression through a legacy of hope
one step foot on the soil, transported through the transatlantic
west africans in america fightin’ for basci human rights
enduring embarrassment from angela to harriett
burdens of this country, all my forefathers carried it
deprived of wealth through various
generations, sharecropping and jim crow and redlining
visions of it turning to the motherland, i seek to find ’em this redefining of refinement
revolution exciting
protest [?]
travel to face [?]

[verse 5]
ayo, my great~grandma was darker than the queen of mali
darker than louis arm’ singin’ “h~llo dolly”
probably the perfect example of a motherland, man
even though she lived on another man’s land
and my fam been black since my mom had me
we the two whitest blacks in my family, you can see
my grandpa would be t’d, he light as the master [?]
now i’m not light as him, but i mena, we came far
grandpa’s [?] this our scar when he say all~star
he mean central african republic ’cause he that hard~rooted
he went deeper than alex haley and roots went
to realign the family iwth this movement
even though we still ain’t chnage our slave names yet
and the blackest man i never met was malcolm x and nat turner, uh
brought it back like the stamp’s on the backs of blacks [?] burnt up and that was that
no justice, reparations, or apologies
and they still tryna build freeways over our properties
i wonder what, what it was before we was in colonies
that made us kings and queens of our dynasties, ayo
[chorus]
mama, yeah
mother africa, yeah
(mother africa)
may i never forget the beat of your drum, you own a piece of my heart (piece of my heart)
your illegitimate son wants to come home, don’t you keep me in the dark (mama)
mama, yeah
mother africa, yeah
(mother africa)
may i never forget the beat of your drum, you own a piece of my heart (piece of my heart)
your illegitimate son wants to come home, don’t you keep me in the dark (mama)

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