Letras de NiyoRah - Mama's Son Letras de NiyoRah - Mama's Son
Mama's Son lyrics

Mama's Son Lyrics

NiyoRah

If you waan live good dem say,
You have fi get your money straight.
Taking lives away dem say,
Murder one and put him by the bay.
Since you want get paid,
You try your best to have him slay.
You buss it pam palay, palay,
Mama cry and now she say oh no.

My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was sweet, but it end up it sadness (sadness)
My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was happy, but it end up it madness (madness)

A Rastaman tell the youth him bless,
But still he was fascinated with clips.
A little girl tell the youth him sweet,
But still him put the gun upon him hip.
An elder man tell the youth him strong,
But still him never did believe that 'tal.
Now Babylon have the youth in stress,
Him kill about a couple after all, oh no.

My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was sweet, but it end up it sadness (sadness)
My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was happy, but it end up it madness (madness)

Deep down inside he wanted to run and purify his soul.
But he was afraid that his so called friends,
Would criticize the path he chose.
Year after year he started war, just to impress some fools.
When the funeral came they never showed up,
You swore that your boys were cool, oh no.

My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was sweet, but it end up it sadness (sadness)
My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was happy, but it end up it madness (madness)

If you waan live good dem say,
You have fi get your money straight.
Taking lives away dem say,
Murder one and put him by the bay.
Since you want get paid,
You try your best to have him slay.
You buss it pam palay, palay,
Mama cry and now she say oh no.

My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was sweet, but it end up it sadness (sadness)
My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was happy, but it end up it madness (madness)

A Rastaman tell the youth him bless,
But still he was fascinated with clips.
A little girl tell the youth him sweet,
But still him put the gun upon him hip.
An elder man tell the youth him strong,
But still him never did believe that 'tal.
Now Babylon have the youth in stress,
Him kill about a dozen after all, oh Jah!

My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was sweet, but it end up it sadness (sadness)
My son was good, but him end up in badness (badness)
My life was happy, but it end up it madness (madness)

Comentarios