Hey Mama Lyrics
| Song | Hey Mama |
| Artist | Alexander The Phatos |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Album | In Ya Mellow Tone 5 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Tiny hands with grey hair, | |
| It’s been a long time I’ve been away | |
| Let me write u a song, a song of a happy day | |
| Remembering the moment of a good fam’ time in this way, | |
| Listen to my non – melodious singing; sing it in my way, | |
| Gonna get you smiling on the d-day | |
| Couldn’t get you a big choir, singing like “family business” | |
| Allow me to pretend it was here singing my choruses | |
| Allow me to imagine it, singing this song in my own big concert | |
| “Have you seen her “shouldn’t be recorded, | |
| I was wrong from the start, | |
| Misunderstanding what love is all about | |
| misplacing my undivided love, my undivided attention | |
| Could I undo time and redo it for corrections | |
| Yes, I feel God won’t let me smell HIS heaven | |
| I ain’t good in wordplayin’ , I let my melodies represent it | |
| Let the music speak, reciting better than poetry | |
| Showing you my love in its melody, the bass line is backing it | |
| How guilty I felt | |
| When I saw you, you were crying for the first time | |
| I saw you were crying for the first time! | |
| How sinful I was, -just- to simply ask for forgiveness | |
| Shouldn’t be looking back for her, | |
| Because your love is unconditional | |
| Even when the condition is critical, | |
| The livin’ is miserable, your position is pivotal | |
| I may be lifeless without you, supporting me | |
| You been so supportive, even when I did the opposite , I know | |
| I’m never at home much like the old times , | |
| You’re getting older … | |
| And not as strong like the old times | |
| I never was a picture perfect-valedictorian, | |
| I ‘ve never been good with numbers, | |
| Mr. lowest grades, first going backwards, | |
| I wish I could play some’n in a recital, | |
| Getting an A for dissertations, making u proud, | |
| Yet, I’m never scared to face the world , | |
| P/s they’d never win, competing my streetness, | |
| I never said I’m complacent about the future, | |
| but mommy cant u see, God has given me RAP for a career, | |
| Doctor for a sister and – educators for the brothers, | |
| I had enough, paradigm, ridin’this train of stresses, | |
| Rap music degradin, | |
| hip-hop features arguing, Music Business pondering, | |
| I feel a gap for being an un-well classically trained musician, | |
| I see stereotype minds with stereotypical images, | |
| How should I write here if it cant be written, | |
| Put up a chorus? Make a typical track for listeners? | |
| Put up a “Tune” so it could be aired top 3 in radio stations? | |
| Rap out the 3rd verse, the last 3 sentences. | |
| There are no words that can express this. | |
| They fail me. | |
| So I put my heart and my soul into this | |
| I hope you feel me. |
| Tiny hands with grey hair, | |
| It' s been a long time I' ve been away | |
| Let me write u a song, a song of a happy day | |
| Remembering the moment of a good fam' time in this way, | |
| Listen to my non melodious singing sing it in my way, | |
| Gonna get you smiling on the dday | |
| Couldn' t get you a big choir, singing like " family business" | |
| Allow me to pretend it was here singing my choruses | |
| Allow me to imagine it, singing this song in my own big concert | |
| " Have you seen her " shouldn' t be recorded, | |
| I was wrong from the start, | |
| Misunderstanding what love is all about | |
| misplacing my undivided love, my undivided attention | |
| Could I undo time and redo it for corrections | |
| Yes, I feel God won' t let me smell HIS heaven | |
| I ain' t good in wordplayin' , I let my melodies represent it | |
| Let the music speak, reciting better than poetry | |
| Showing you my love in its melody, the bass line is backing it | |
| How guilty I felt | |
| When I saw you, you were crying for the first time | |
| I saw you were crying for the first time! | |
| How sinful I was, just to simply ask for forgiveness | |
| Shouldn' t be looking back for her, | |
| Because your love is unconditional | |
| Even when the condition is critical, | |
| The livin' is miserable, your position is pivotal | |
| I may be lifeless without you, supporting me | |
| You been so supportive, even when I did the opposite , I know | |
| I' m never at home much like the old times , | |
| You' re getting older | |
| And not as strong like the old times | |
| I never was a picture perfectvaledictorian, | |
| I ' ve never been good with numbers, | |
| Mr. lowest grades, first going backwards, | |
| I wish I could play some' n in a recital, | |
| Getting an A for dissertations, making u proud, | |
| Yet, I' m never scared to face the world , | |
| P s they' d never win, competing my streetness, | |
| I never said I' m complacent about the future, | |
| but mommy cant u see, God has given me RAP for a career, | |
| Doctor for a sister and educators for the brothers, | |
| I had enough, paradigm, ridin' this train of stresses, | |
| Rap music degradin, | |
| hiphop features arguing, Music Business pondering, | |
| I feel a gap for being an unwell classically trained musician, | |
| I see stereotype minds with stereotypical images, | |
| How should I write here if it cant be written, | |
| Put up a chorus? Make a typical track for listeners? | |
| Put up a " Tune" so it could be aired top 3 in radio stations? | |
| Rap out the 3rd verse, the last 3 sentences. | |
| There are no words that can express this. | |
| They fail me. | |
| So I put my heart and my soul into this | |
| I hope you feel me. |
| Tiny hands with grey hair, | |
| It' s been a long time I' ve been away | |
| Let me write u a song, a song of a happy day | |
| Remembering the moment of a good fam' time in this way, | |
| Listen to my non melodious singing sing it in my way, | |
| Gonna get you smiling on the dday | |
| Couldn' t get you a big choir, singing like " family business" | |
| Allow me to pretend it was here singing my choruses | |
| Allow me to imagine it, singing this song in my own big concert | |
| " Have you seen her " shouldn' t be recorded, | |
| I was wrong from the start, | |
| Misunderstanding what love is all about | |
| misplacing my undivided love, my undivided attention | |
| Could I undo time and redo it for corrections | |
| Yes, I feel God won' t let me smell HIS heaven | |
| I ain' t good in wordplayin' , I let my melodies represent it | |
| Let the music speak, reciting better than poetry | |
| Showing you my love in its melody, the bass line is backing it | |
| How guilty I felt | |
| When I saw you, you were crying for the first time | |
| I saw you were crying for the first time! | |
| How sinful I was, just to simply ask for forgiveness | |
| Shouldn' t be looking back for her, | |
| Because your love is unconditional | |
| Even when the condition is critical, | |
| The livin' is miserable, your position is pivotal | |
| I may be lifeless without you, supporting me | |
| You been so supportive, even when I did the opposite , I know | |
| I' m never at home much like the old times , | |
| You' re getting older | |
| And not as strong like the old times | |
| I never was a picture perfectvaledictorian, | |
| I ' ve never been good with numbers, | |
| Mr. lowest grades, first going backwards, | |
| I wish I could play some' n in a recital, | |
| Getting an A for dissertations, making u proud, | |
| Yet, I' m never scared to face the world , | |
| P s they' d never win, competing my streetness, | |
| I never said I' m complacent about the future, | |
| but mommy cant u see, God has given me RAP for a career, | |
| Doctor for a sister and educators for the brothers, | |
| I had enough, paradigm, ridin' this train of stresses, | |
| Rap music degradin, | |
| hiphop features arguing, Music Business pondering, | |
| I feel a gap for being an unwell classically trained musician, | |
| I see stereotype minds with stereotypical images, | |
| How should I write here if it cant be written, | |
| Put up a chorus? Make a typical track for listeners? | |
| Put up a " Tune" so it could be aired top 3 in radio stations? | |
| Rap out the 3rd verse, the last 3 sentences. | |
| There are no words that can express this. | |
| They fail me. | |
| So I put my heart and my soul into this | |
| I hope you feel me. |
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