Ghostface Killah - Momma

Damn, this is for all my women thats been going through the struggle
On welfare, living the rough life
It's gonna be alright
That's right
This is how we gone do it
I want you to explain your story
Then I'ma tell you mine
Tell 'em

Hustling, striving, struggling surviving (momma, momma)
Never realizing, that you were a diamond (momma, momma)
Through the sun, or the rain, through the pain I'ma hold you down (hold you down)
Through the good, or the bad times (I got love for you)
The stress and the heart aches (so much love for you)

It's not ya momma fault
It's ya fathers fault
It's your fathers fault your mother is an alcoholic
Confusing the brain from the booze and the pain
And plus he cheated on her, beated on her, smack dead in the rain
She lost her first child in 74
And that lead to nervous breakdowns Bacardi dark she downin' it raw
She can't take it she constantly cryin' fallin' down on her knees
Like help me lord please I'm ready to leave
All she needed was somebody to rub her feet
Give her a nice hug and rescue her from off these streets

Hustling, striving, struggling surviving (momma, momma)
Never realizing, that you were a diamond (momma, momma)
Through the sun, or the rain, through the pain I'ma hold you down (hold you down)
Through the good, or the bad times (I got love for you)
The stress and the heart aches (so much love for you)

I been sent by an angel to snatch you up
Take you way above the clouds and back you up
At night you can lay in my arms feel the heart beating
Don status in the sheets I'm keeping you warm
Ain't no nigga gone do what I do
I'ma take care of you and ya kids
Take the bent and go handle ya biz
The bills is paid, the cables back on
I quote you know the seeds want they nickelodeon on
I'm not ashamed to sport you
Floss you or gloss you out
Fat, skinny out of shape I'll Dior you out

Hustling, striving, struggling surviving (momma, momma)
Never realizing, that you were a diamond (momma, momma)
Through the sun, or the rain, through the pain I'ma hold you down (hold you down)
Through the good, or the bad times (I got love for you)
The stress and the heart aches (so much love for you)

In the hood there's a struggle
My girls is in trouble
She lacking guidance in the mind shes blinded and puzzled
Her pops never showed her the ropes
Her moms raised mad kids on her own
She never had a strong man in her home

Nothing in this life, sun don't always shine
But it can't rain all the time (everything gone be alright)
Somebody sees your pain
You will never hurt again
I see you momma
I see you momma
You can cry yours eyes (cry your eyes)
It will be alright (it will be alright)

Hustling, striving, struggling surviving (momma, momma)
Never realizing, that you were a diamond (momma, momma)
Through the sun, or the rain, through the pain I'ma hold you down (hold you down)
Through the good, or the bad times (I got love for you)
The stress and the heart aches (so much love for you)

Written by:
David Axelrod, Dennis Coles, Eric Palmer, Shaffer Smith

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group

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