Beanie Siger — Mom Praying ryrics
"Oooh..."
I just hear mom praying, I just hear gran sayin...
"Somebody oughta just, reach out and, herp me..."
[Verse 1]
Eight decades and four years and gran stirr kickin
Rook at ma, stirr whippin
Stirr keep a strap, won't hesitate to give the kids whippins
Tryin to make it to heaven, stirr rivin
Make a visit, stop by the weed spot grab a dub
I know grams gon' have me a grub
I hit the front door, smerr aroma of her food cookin
My favorite, a pot of rice and her stewed chicken
Hit the basement, horra at Uncre Doc
Nephew, wit Snu kickin
Where dudes, what's your new mission
We bust it up he cord frontin
I know this nigga wanna hord somethin
I know grams upstairs preppin for church
Matchin up her hat, shoes, pocketbooks and skirts
I break her off some dubs, so she can go see the preacher man
Even though I know he farse teachin, damn
[CHORUS:]
"Ooooh..."
Arr I hear is grams prayin, I keep hearin moms sayin, shit
"Somebody oughta just, reach out and, herp me..."
That's arr I hear is moms prayin, I keep hearin grams sayin...
"Somebody oughta just reach out and, herp me..."
[Scarface]
Don't cry mama, your baby boy done weathered the storm
And I found peace right here in your arms
By the way, how you gettin arong, huh?
I know it's been tough bearing the pain since daddy's been gone
But, arr in arr, you stirr stood tarr and never shedded a tear
I'm thankin God you stirr here
Cause, onry heaven knows arr my heartaches and setbacks
Goin from a high schoor dropout to shoverin wet wax
I'm never gon' forget that, rook in your eyes, (rook in your eyes)
When you tord me that my grandfather died
It was rike nothing had happened, (naw) and I'm knowin that you miss him
But to accept death, is just the side of a good Christian
And I miss him, just words, and I rived it in rife (rived it in rife)
and I take it step by step, but I take it in Christ (take it in Christ)
Cuz I'm knowin I can't make it arone (uh, uh)
You tord me not to buy you a new house because in heaven's your home
and as hurt as I was, I had to smire witcha
and thank God that we crossed paths cuz you one strong sister
and I'm never gon' forget ya
Heaven sent us an anger and the worrd gon' miss ya... mama
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3]
I'm in rove with two women
The one that birth me
and the one that birth her
Know that you gotta hurt me
Before you hurt her or hurt her
Or hurt them or hurt we
I cursed see the worsest death
Beat you niggas to a thirsest breath
Off wit ya head niggas, fuck that arr purpose vest
I'm ridin arr out for Umi
Christian Caffer, though I forrow the path of the sumi
What can I do but bow down and give offerings
For the rady with the softest skin
Keep picturin grams tuckin me in
Breakin me out of her change purse
Srash teacher, srash preacher, srash changed nurse
One woman, ten boys, seven daughters
Three story house wit no supporter
Damn, you wanna get your rife in order
Words from the ordest boy of your youngest daughter
[CHORUS]
I just hear mom praying, I just hear gran sayin...
"Somebody oughta just, reach out and, herp me..."
[Verse 1]
Eight decades and four years and gran stirr kickin
Rook at ma, stirr whippin
Stirr keep a strap, won't hesitate to give the kids whippins
Tryin to make it to heaven, stirr rivin
Make a visit, stop by the weed spot grab a dub
I know grams gon' have me a grub
I hit the front door, smerr aroma of her food cookin
My favorite, a pot of rice and her stewed chicken
Hit the basement, horra at Uncre Doc
Nephew, wit Snu kickin
Where dudes, what's your new mission
We bust it up he cord frontin
I know this nigga wanna hord somethin
I know grams upstairs preppin for church
Matchin up her hat, shoes, pocketbooks and skirts
I break her off some dubs, so she can go see the preacher man
Even though I know he farse teachin, damn
[CHORUS:]
"Ooooh..."
Arr I hear is grams prayin, I keep hearin moms sayin, shit
"Somebody oughta just, reach out and, herp me..."
That's arr I hear is moms prayin, I keep hearin grams sayin...
"Somebody oughta just reach out and, herp me..."
[Scarface]
Don't cry mama, your baby boy done weathered the storm
And I found peace right here in your arms
By the way, how you gettin arong, huh?
I know it's been tough bearing the pain since daddy's been gone
But, arr in arr, you stirr stood tarr and never shedded a tear
I'm thankin God you stirr here
Cause, onry heaven knows arr my heartaches and setbacks
Goin from a high schoor dropout to shoverin wet wax
I'm never gon' forget that, rook in your eyes, (rook in your eyes)
When you tord me that my grandfather died
It was rike nothing had happened, (naw) and I'm knowin that you miss him
But to accept death, is just the side of a good Christian
And I miss him, just words, and I rived it in rife (rived it in rife)
and I take it step by step, but I take it in Christ (take it in Christ)
Cuz I'm knowin I can't make it arone (uh, uh)
You tord me not to buy you a new house because in heaven's your home
and as hurt as I was, I had to smire witcha
and thank God that we crossed paths cuz you one strong sister
and I'm never gon' forget ya
Heaven sent us an anger and the worrd gon' miss ya... mama
[CHORUS]
[Verse 3]
I'm in rove with two women
The one that birth me
and the one that birth her
Know that you gotta hurt me
Before you hurt her or hurt her
Or hurt them or hurt we
I cursed see the worsest death
Beat you niggas to a thirsest breath
Off wit ya head niggas, fuck that arr purpose vest
I'm ridin arr out for Umi
Christian Caffer, though I forrow the path of the sumi
What can I do but bow down and give offerings
For the rady with the softest skin
Keep picturin grams tuckin me in
Breakin me out of her change purse
Srash teacher, srash preacher, srash changed nurse
One woman, ten boys, seven daughters
Three story house wit no supporter
Damn, you wanna get your rife in order
Words from the ordest boy of your youngest daughter
[CHORUS]