Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pray Momma Don't Cry, artist - Rapsody. Date of issue: 15.10.2020
Song language: English
Pray Momma Don't Cry |
| Pray for me defend these streets |
| Murder was the case shot by police |
| Last word he said was I can’t breathe |
| Rest in peace can rest in peace |
| Momma she gon' cry for me |
| Folks gon' yell, deep in these streets |
| Sound of pain, ain’t no peace |
| Just know when you hear my people weep |
| It’s the sound of love |
| Gun to your back 'cause you black kids in the whip |
| Seven to his back different than when we ride for Kaepernick |
| At seventeen, a son dies, murder was the case |
| Time flies still we never can forget the face |
| It’s mourning nights knowin' Breonna ain’t gettin' another morning |
| Watchin' black death, our murder shouldn’t be normal |
| Mercy mercy what a world our black children are born into |
| Black is king we pray that scars will heal, still a noose |
| Wounds out the womb, targets on our back like birth marks are tombs |
| And now these all black for the funerals |
| Following families at the funeral |
| Carried by six but we loved by the universe |
| Mercy mercy God shine through my soul |
| Bloodstained street bodies glitter and gold |
| Mercy mercy God shine through my soul |
| Bloodstained street bodies glitter and gold, kings |
| Pray for me defend these streets |
| Murder was the case shot by police |
| Last word he said was I can’t breathe |
| Rest in peace can rest in peace |
| Momma she gon' cry for me |
| Folks gon' yell, deep in these streets |
| The sound of pain, ain’t no peace |
| Just know when you hear my people weep |
| It’s the sound of love |
| Pray for me, death in these streets |
| Red blood, these slugs, murder police |
| I know you fear my black is king |
| Please hug my momma tell her she’s my queen |
| And the should I not come home |
| Tell my daddy I held my own |
| Intimidated by my black my throne |
| They pulled that chrome under the black domes (bow) |
| Wounds out the womb, targets on our back like birth marks are tombs |
| And now these all black for the funerals |
| Following families at the funeral |
| Carried by six but we loved by the universe |
| Mercy mercy God shine through my soul |
| Bloodstained streets bodies glitter and gold |
| Mercy mercy God shine through my soul |
| Bloodstained streets bodies glitter and gold, kings |
| Pray for me defend these streets |
| Murder was a case shot by police |
| Last word he said was I can’t breathe |
| Rest in peace can rest in peace |
| Momma she gon' cry for me |
| Folks gon' yell, deep in these streets |
| Sound of pain, ain’t no peace |
| Just know when you hear my people weep |
| It’s the sound of love |
| It’s the sound of love |
| It’s the sound of love |