Mama I'm Grown (feat. Keketso Kgomosotho)
I know I'm your treasure
And you know I love you too
But we got something to talk about, yeah, it's been on my mind
You see, I need to clear it up with you
I found myself at a crossroads a little while back
When I looked in the mirror and wondered
"Who the fuck is that?"
Wasn't who I want to be
Stuck on failing your ideals
You want what's best for me
This I know it's plain to see
But your outlook blinds you to a depth of possibility
Mama I'm grown
Not anymore the boy you raised with pride
The things you taught me; some I keep inside
I had to learn to bridge a whole divide
Being true to myself, so I don't have to hide
Who I am amalgamation of some testy situations
Nerd, freak, neger; don't forget abomination
How can someone shine when this the kind of shit he hears?
How long to undo this assault on his fucking ears? Years?
Decades? That's right; shit breaks you
Hear a lie a hundred times you wonder if that shit true
Hundred times more would you join the chorus too?
If you meet them at the door, they won't come to look for you
But that living is a lie and it ain't good for anybody
Not for me, not for you, not for Tom, Dick nor Sally
Better let me live my truth
As I let you do the same
Is it really me you want or just someone in your name?
Or your image?
Or an image that was handed down to you?
That's the shit that really gets me; see I went and got a clue
Half the world ain't even happy but tell others how to live
It's like misery loves company; that shit I can't forgive
I'm'a do what makes me happy
Gonna paint with all my shades
If it's something you can't stomach, I suggest some ginger ale
I don't say these things to hurt you, I just know I must be true
To my spirit, to my essence, to my special kind of goo
Would be nice to have each other by our sides along the way
But no hiding anymore, so please listen when I say
(Da da da, da da da, da da da, da da da)
I don't say these things to hurt you so please listen when I say
I'm grown, Mama
Not anymore the boy you raised with pride
The things you taught me; some I keep inside
I had to learn to bridge that whole divide
Being true to myself, so I don't have to hide
And you know I love you too
But we got something to talk about, yeah, it's been on my mind
You see, I need to clear it up with you
I found myself at a crossroads a little while back
When I looked in the mirror and wondered
"Who the fuck is that?"
Wasn't who I want to be
Stuck on failing your ideals
You want what's best for me
This I know it's plain to see
But your outlook blinds you to a depth of possibility
Mama I'm grown
Not anymore the boy you raised with pride
The things you taught me; some I keep inside
I had to learn to bridge a whole divide
Being true to myself, so I don't have to hide
Who I am amalgamation of some testy situations
Nerd, freak, neger; don't forget abomination
How can someone shine when this the kind of shit he hears?
How long to undo this assault on his fucking ears? Years?
Decades? That's right; shit breaks you
Hear a lie a hundred times you wonder if that shit true
Hundred times more would you join the chorus too?
If you meet them at the door, they won't come to look for you
But that living is a lie and it ain't good for anybody
Not for me, not for you, not for Tom, Dick nor Sally
Better let me live my truth
As I let you do the same
Is it really me you want or just someone in your name?
Or your image?
Or an image that was handed down to you?
That's the shit that really gets me; see I went and got a clue
Half the world ain't even happy but tell others how to live
It's like misery loves company; that shit I can't forgive
I'm'a do what makes me happy
Gonna paint with all my shades
If it's something you can't stomach, I suggest some ginger ale
I don't say these things to hurt you, I just know I must be true
To my spirit, to my essence, to my special kind of goo
Would be nice to have each other by our sides along the way
But no hiding anymore, so please listen when I say
(Da da da, da da da, da da da, da da da)
I don't say these things to hurt you so please listen when I say
I'm grown, Mama
Not anymore the boy you raised with pride
The things you taught me; some I keep inside
I had to learn to bridge that whole divide
Being true to myself, so I don't have to hide
Credits
Writer(s): Te-jé Rodgers
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