Song | Make Me Wanna Holler |
Artist | Me'Shell Ndegéocello |
Album | Peace Beyond Passion |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gaye, Ndegeocello, Nyx, Peña ... | |
My mother used to whore herself | |
And my father | |
Would reap the benefits of her labor | |
It was almost as if she was absent | |
Absent from her own life | |
I remember | |
She would scrub the floors for the white folks | |
Just to come home | |
To cook and to clean | |
For the man who broke her | |
And i love to watch her dance to the tunes on | |
The soul stations, yeah | |
Just to ease her mind | |
But my mother | |
She was vindictive in her own fashion | |
So she passed down to me her traits | |
Like that of her brown eyes and her dark hair | |
She passed down to me | |
Her sadness | |
Make me wanna holler | |
The sadness fills my heart | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Baby | |
Make me wanna holler | |
My child will one day ask me | |
What will i be? | |
As a child i promised myself | |
I'd never be | |
Like my mother or my father | |
I would ask myself, | |
"did he feel so much pain | |
That it would make him wanna hurt another?" | |
But there was no excuse | |
There was no excuse to make up for the pain | |
That i knew my mother felt | |
But somewhere my destiny came | |
That i too became a slave, to my heart | |
Wanting love so badly | |
That i'd do anything | |
No matter the shame | |
Make me wanna holler | |
I... | |
Love me | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Tell me | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Mmm, so sorry | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry | |
Why? | |
I never got the nerve | |
To ask my father "why?" | |
But my mother | |
She would say, | |
She stayed for my brother and myself | |
But i would have sold my soul | |
Just to share in one day | |
Of my mother's desired happiness | |
When night fell | |
Sometimes when night fell | |
I'd close my eyes | |
And i'd hide | |
Close your eyes | |
When they would yell and scream | |
When my father would paint her | |
With a dark face | |
Of being belittled, disrespected | |
And set aside | |
His liquor, the salve | |
For the unseen wounds | |
I learned so much from him | |
What did i learn? | |
How to hurt all of those | |
Who try to get too close | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Sometimes i get so... | |
Make me wanna holler | |
I just don't understand | |
Why? | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Tell me why | |
Mmm, so sorry | |
So sorry for the pain | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry | |
I'm so sorry | |
Just play for me | |
Play for me | |
She would close her eyes and cry | |
He would close his heart and hide | |
She would close her eyes and cry | |
After all this time | |
Nothing's changed | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me want to holler | |
Yes i do | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Sell my soul just to see ya happy | |
So sorry for the pain | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry, so sorry, so sorry, yeah | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry for the pain | |
I always thought my mother | |
Deserved so much more | |
But i never knew how to fix that | |
I drown myself in guilt | |
I just don't know what to do | |
No | |
Mama i love you. |
zuo ci : Gaye, Ndegeocello, Nyx, Pe a ... | |
My mother used to whore herself | |
And my father | |
Would reap the benefits of her labor | |
It was almost as if she was absent | |
Absent from her own life | |
I remember | |
She would scrub the floors for the white folks | |
Just to come home | |
To cook and to clean | |
For the man who broke her | |
And i love to watch her dance to the tunes on | |
The soul stations, yeah | |
Just to ease her mind | |
But my mother | |
She was vindictive in her own fashion | |
So she passed down to me her traits | |
Like that of her brown eyes and her dark hair | |
She passed down to me | |
Her sadness | |
Make me wanna holler | |
The sadness fills my heart | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Baby | |
Make me wanna holler | |
My child will one day ask me | |
What will i be? | |
As a child i promised myself | |
I' d never be | |
Like my mother or my father | |
I would ask myself, | |
" did he feel so much pain | |
That it would make him wanna hurt another?" | |
But there was no excuse | |
There was no excuse to make up for the pain | |
That i knew my mother felt | |
But somewhere my destiny came | |
That i too became a slave, to my heart | |
Wanting love so badly | |
That i' d do anything | |
No matter the shame | |
Make me wanna holler | |
I... | |
Love me | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Tell me | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Mmm, so sorry | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry | |
Why? | |
I never got the nerve | |
To ask my father " why?" | |
But my mother | |
She would say, | |
She stayed for my brother and myself | |
But i would have sold my soul | |
Just to share in one day | |
Of my mother' s desired happiness | |
When night fell | |
Sometimes when night fell | |
I' d close my eyes | |
And i' d hide | |
Close your eyes | |
When they would yell and scream | |
When my father would paint her | |
With a dark face | |
Of being belittled, disrespected | |
And set aside | |
His liquor, the salve | |
For the unseen wounds | |
I learned so much from him | |
What did i learn? | |
How to hurt all of those | |
Who try to get too close | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Sometimes i get so... | |
Make me wanna holler | |
I just don' t understand | |
Why? | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Tell me why | |
Mmm, so sorry | |
So sorry for the pain | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry | |
I' m so sorry | |
Just play for me | |
Play for me | |
She would close her eyes and cry | |
He would close his heart and hide | |
She would close her eyes and cry | |
After all this time | |
Nothing' s changed | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me want to holler | |
Yes i do | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Sell my soul just to see ya happy | |
So sorry for the pain | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry, so sorry, so sorry, yeah | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry for the pain | |
I always thought my mother | |
Deserved so much more | |
But i never knew how to fix that | |
I drown myself in guilt | |
I just don' t know what to do | |
No | |
Mama i love you. |
zuò cí : Gaye, Ndegeocello, Nyx, Pe a ... | |
My mother used to whore herself | |
And my father | |
Would reap the benefits of her labor | |
It was almost as if she was absent | |
Absent from her own life | |
I remember | |
She would scrub the floors for the white folks | |
Just to come home | |
To cook and to clean | |
For the man who broke her | |
And i love to watch her dance to the tunes on | |
The soul stations, yeah | |
Just to ease her mind | |
But my mother | |
She was vindictive in her own fashion | |
So she passed down to me her traits | |
Like that of her brown eyes and her dark hair | |
She passed down to me | |
Her sadness | |
Make me wanna holler | |
The sadness fills my heart | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Baby | |
Make me wanna holler | |
My child will one day ask me | |
What will i be? | |
As a child i promised myself | |
I' d never be | |
Like my mother or my father | |
I would ask myself, | |
" did he feel so much pain | |
That it would make him wanna hurt another?" | |
But there was no excuse | |
There was no excuse to make up for the pain | |
That i knew my mother felt | |
But somewhere my destiny came | |
That i too became a slave, to my heart | |
Wanting love so badly | |
That i' d do anything | |
No matter the shame | |
Make me wanna holler | |
I... | |
Love me | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Tell me | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Mmm, so sorry | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry | |
Why? | |
I never got the nerve | |
To ask my father " why?" | |
But my mother | |
She would say, | |
She stayed for my brother and myself | |
But i would have sold my soul | |
Just to share in one day | |
Of my mother' s desired happiness | |
When night fell | |
Sometimes when night fell | |
I' d close my eyes | |
And i' d hide | |
Close your eyes | |
When they would yell and scream | |
When my father would paint her | |
With a dark face | |
Of being belittled, disrespected | |
And set aside | |
His liquor, the salve | |
For the unseen wounds | |
I learned so much from him | |
What did i learn? | |
How to hurt all of those | |
Who try to get too close | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Sometimes i get so... | |
Make me wanna holler | |
I just don' t understand | |
Why? | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Tell me why | |
Mmm, so sorry | |
So sorry for the pain | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry | |
I' m so sorry | |
Just play for me | |
Play for me | |
She would close her eyes and cry | |
He would close his heart and hide | |
She would close her eyes and cry | |
After all this time | |
Nothing' s changed | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Make me want to holler | |
Yes i do | |
Make me wanna holler | |
Sell my soul just to see ya happy | |
So sorry for the pain | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry, so sorry, so sorry, yeah | |
Make me wanna holler | |
So sorry for the pain | |
I always thought my mother | |
Deserved so much more | |
But i never knew how to fix that | |
I drown myself in guilt | |
I just don' t know what to do | |
No | |
Mama i love you. |