Sweet Remix
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"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