Sweet Remix

"Sweet Remix" by Soulfège, www.soulfege.com Yeah, yuh dun know it's time to take ya' back Wayne and Wax and Soulfège 'bout to lace a track And remix a lil' "sweetness" so peep this Uh huh, uh huh, come on She kept it always humble in the concrete jungle Through the rubble where she birthed me from the stubble yeah she nursed me Gave my spirit strength it burst free and replenished my cup daily Down through the years my sweet mother never failed me Held me close to her heart as she taught me to aim high Lifted me up so I could reach and attain sky And changed my lucky star from what it was, to what it is Never enough time to give praise for what she gives Words of wisdom, she grants as natural as life's breath Things to remember when day turns and only night's left Words like "always give thanks, for the greatest of men is grateful" And pride can never reach where humility can take you The day begins and ends with praise for God on high Only He can keep you safe, from the evil that men try And when they reach for your soul, hoping that they can bend you That's mama's spirit jumping right up to defend you Sweet mother I never forget you The way you suffer, way you suffer for me ooh Sweet mother, woh ooh Sweet mother oh oh ooh Ey yo yo 1, 2 for the cool in you we rock a 3, 4 when you're hot for more I give ya' 5 and 6 for the lyrical mix DNA flip these scripts with an African twist My mother told me, don't dance in the kitchen Because if you fall down, I'll box your ears 'til you learn to listen But everytime I fell, my mother never beat me Truly she picked me up, and said "don't cry Nana D" Now look at me, grown man rock Accra to Trini Still never met a woman as stellar as she African queen, that's who Miss Ohenewa be Praise Jah for all the greatness that formed me Mommy Lord have his mercy look who taught a boy to be bold You know, the root where the tree keep his soul Accept no substitute for the truth that she told The wise child need only be spoken to in proverbs For the child to grow wise he must learn to listen, so hear then No man's army no riches no pay Could take my love for my mama away Sweet Mother I never forget you The way you suffer way, you suffer for me ooh Sweet Mother oh, ooh Sweet Mother oh, oh, ooh Mama gives love like food for the soul But who dries the tears that her heart cannot hold, no no So let her sons and her daughters look home To fight for Mama Afrika and make her to Stop Stop Stop Stop Stop Stop and mama no cry no more ooh Sweet Mother I never forget you The way you suffer, way you suffer for me ooh Sweet Mother oh, ooh Sweet Mother oh, oh, ooh Mama gives love like food for the soul But who dries the tears that her heart cannot hold, no, no So let her sons and her daughters look home To fight for Mama Afrika so mama no cry no Mama gives love like food for the soul Bt who dries the tears that her heart cannot hold, no, no So let her sons and her daughters look home To fight for Mama Afrika so mama no cry no Mama gives love like food for the soul Mother So let her sons and her daughters look home Mother Don't Give Up Don't Give Up Afrika Won't