November 21

She was a village girl, with a heart of gold
She never had much, growing up was cold
She never gave up, yeah she was my rock
I could bring her back, but that's a pipedream
The beauty unmatched, she was my black queen
The love she gave me, it still carries me
Yeah I miss her so, the phone conversations
My heart bleeds every night, tired of the burden
They say it gets better, I just find it harder
Losing a Mom ain't a joke, I pray it gets better
I hit rock bottom, hommie I'm so bitter
This is O'lady's song, I hope you sing along
She gave up a lot, just to give us more
Spittin out the motions, on my Mama Song
I prayed so much against it, but it happened still
I guess it's God's will, hush peace be still

Ndiyak'khumbula Mama wami
Ndiyak'khumbula sthandwa sami
Nob'impilw'inzima, Nd'zophila ngomthandazo
Nob'indlel'inyuka, Nd'zophila ngomthandazo

Nobody understands, to most the pain, foreign
Grief got the best of me, heart feeling numb
Going through the motions, I cry me a river
I guess I need a friend, I need a helping hand
I'm sailing upstream, hommie the cut is deeper
I feel a part of me died, when Ol'lady passed
They say men don't cry, I break out the box
The heart bleeds while you acting macho
You better let it out, before you march on
Endure the suffering like a good soldier
Endure the ridicule hommie be sold out
I'm bleedin on the pad, my raps are heartfelt
A dedication to my black queen
My inspiration on the worst days
Mommy I miss you so, I had to write a song
You better rest in peace, till we meet again

Ndiyak'khumbula Mama wami
Ndiyak'khumbula sthandwa sami
Nob'impilw'inzima, Nd'zophila ngomthandazo
Nob'indlel'inyuka, Nd'zophila ngomthandazo



Credits
Writer(s): Incense
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