MOTHERLESS (Single Version|Explicit)

MOTHERLESS (Single Version|Explicit) - Killer Mike/Eryn Allen Kane

Lyrics by：Warryn Campbell/Michael Render/Dion Wilson/Damien Romel Farmer lll/Eryn Allen Koehn/Bryan Jones

Composed by：Warryn Campbell/Michael Render/Dion Wilson/Damien Romel Farmer lll/Eryn Allen Koehn/Bryan Jones

Produced by：NO I.D.

Huuu

My mama dead

My grandmama dead

To keep it honest I get depressed and be feelin' scared

You see I won't prepare it

And never will be

To think about your death Denise sometimes it kill me

You won't believe it mama

I achieved it mama

I turned these hatin' ass people to believers mama

A Black boy born to a teen mama mama

Gets regarded as a leader by his people mama

If God set me back to normal to be next to you

I would gladly trade it all 'cause I be missin' you

I be missin' huggin' you I miss kissin' you

I miss all the jewels and I miss all your wisdom too

Some days I be mean as **** and I be meaner too

Fussin' fightin' over ****

**** that be minuscule

Shay and Taj tell me that's just the Denice in you

And then send both your daughters Mikey and Anniah too

Sometimes I feel

Motherless mother mother

My mama dead my mama dead

Her mama dead

Her mama died in my arms my ma said that wasn't fair

Her mama raised me I told her she crazy

She told me one day I'm gon' be gone

Micheal you gon' see mother mother

That my mama wanted you but you belong to me

And you don't understand the sacrifice that took from me

Sometimes I feel

Like pullin' up on Sunday nights

Just to tell you I apologize and mama you was right

Sometimes I feel

Like a hole in my heart and I wanna call the Lord

But I don't know where to start

Sometimes I feel you used to pray for me

Motherless

Ooh

My mama dead

My grandmama dead

I miss 'em so much sometimes I just cry and hold my head

They left the world of man like me and make sure all prepared

To live a life to make sure my wife ain't gon' beg for bread

I got an altar in my home to honor both of 'em

Just this mornin' I was smokin' smoked to both of 'em

I asked Betty for her prayers over my generation

And I asked Niecy keep me through my trials and tribulations

Death'll come like thief in night and steal your joy away

Have you askin' God why you forsake your boy today?

Is this a blessing or a curse or just some other ****

No matter what I'm numb as **** 'cause I'm still motherless

My mama dead

My grandmama dead

My mama dead

My grandmama dead

My mama dead

My grandmama dead

My mama dead

My grandmama dead

My mama dead

My grandmama dead

Mama mama mama

Sometimes

Sometimes I need you mother

Sweet

Sweet

Sweet sweet sweet sweet sweet

Sweet sweet sweet

Denice sweet

Hmm

Hmm-hmm

Sweet sweet

Denice

Sweet mama