This might be my last album so I had to get this out.
I'm writing/rapping the Dumpster Manifesto -- reality from a different perspective.
DJ Tansey -- Rap Entrepreneur
AIM: djtansey
I have been interested in Hip-Hop since 1995. My first album was Tupac Shakur's Me Against The World. I was only 11, but his music still managed to reach me.
I miss rap with a message. It seems everyone is a megalomaniac. So I'm doing my own thing. Hopefully people will give a sh*t.
Story behind the song
I have a great mother. What else can I say.
Lyrics
Title: Dear Mama
Artist: David feat. Liana
Album: The American Dream
Dear momma, I know I overwhelm you with drama
I think you'd say I'm adversely affecting my karma
You're probably right, I know I'm young
1000 assertions what comes with young is being dumb
Proud of your gray hair reflects the respect you deserve
A product of the stress, the respect you have earned
You keep training my brain constantly arranging my vision
How I see the world, explaining how to keep on living
Something has to be spiritual, or else why bother living?
Every second of everyday giving every bit you can
Dad taught me how to work but you taught me how to love
The combination of the two the greatest blessing of all
I'm writing to tell you that I hope you are fine
I do love you even if I'm troublesome at times
This is why I love you, I am me because of you
I fight because I learned the lessons learned from you
//
My mama only wants a little love from her son
I try to give it knowing one day she'll be gone
I appreciate the trillion little things that she's done
Trying to get the words "thank you" off the tip of my tongue
//
There's no greater love then from a son to a mother
No Oedipus Rex, no woman harder to watch suffer
To all the mothers with the fatherless sons
I know you're number one in your son's book
Fathers live fantasies, mothers grounded in reality
Dreams postponed, make sure your kids know what to be
Not dissing fathers, life's not much harder than for a mother
Too little praise, unfairly carrying the blame
I pay attention on her day, say my thanks 100 ways
On the other days I make sure to say thank you too
When I was young I didn't want to be torn away
My first day of school or when I was bruised
The advice given when my friends were dissing me
No matter how long I rambled you kept on listening
So one more thanks, to all the mothers
To the sons, you haven't said enough, tell her you love her
//
My mama only wants a little love from her son
I try to give it knowing one day she'll be gone
I appreciate the trillion little things that she's done
Trying to get the words "thank you" off the tip of my tongue
//
Raised by a revolutionary, if she did it silently
A world to empower, not leaving anyone blinded
Waiting patiently, while we find what we'll find
Working ten days out of nine, you are appreciated
When I was a kid, used to tell her I hate her
Ran off to court wouldn't say "I'll see you later"
Would lie about my plans, thought that made me a man
All night at the clubs, she was doing all she could
Never a word for the woman living for me and my sis
Never wondered "if she left do I know what I'd miss?"
Now I struggle to live, I can't bare to cause her pain
I know the pain of a mother with a son slain
But now i get it, I've learned this lesson.
I can't say it better, every time you breath it's a blessing
So know when you're a ghost I'll be your tongue
Live the live you dreamed, your one begotten son
//
My mama only wants a little love from her son
I try to give it knowing one day she'll be gone
I appreciate the trillion little things that she's done
Trying to get the words "thank you" off the tip of my tongue
//
Outro:
I know I was lost, but now I'm found
I try to live well so you might be proud
