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Letter to My Mama 1 by Chizy

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Letter to My Mama 1 by Chizy - Emotional Rap / Soul Rap,both vocals music cover art

Letter to My Mama 1

Emotional Rap / Soul Rap,both vocals

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Mama…
Sometimes I stare at the stars and think —
How you gave me the sky when you had nothing but ink.
Signed your pain into silence, wore your wounds like gold,
And I watched you grow old while pretending you bold.
You held this house with bare hands,
Turned hunger into soup, made peace with your plans.
The roof was leaking, but your love never did,
Even when rain fell, you still covered your kid.
You gave me light in a world full of dark,
Planted hope in my chest when I lost my spark.
You prayed even when your knees were bruised,
And forgave me for scars I never knew I bruised.
You said, “One day, you go see,”
Now I see clearer — you’re more than queen to me.
You’re the rhythm in my voice, the fire in my song,
The reason I know how to right my wrongs.
You fought battles that I couldn’t name,
Smiling through tears, hiding your pain.
You missed meals to feed my dreams,
Cut your joy into pieces to stitch my wings.
I remember when you broke down at night,
Thinking I no hear you, but I caught that fight.
The way you wiped your tears, acted strong,
As if pretending everything was right made it not feel wrong.
Mama…
They don’t make hearts like yours no more,
A woman who lost everything but gave me more.
Your strength not loud, but it echo in me,
Your story na the ink wey dey flow in me.
This world owe you more than thanks,
More than flowers or money in banks.
You raised a warrior with love and scars,
And taught me how to shoot for stars.
If heaven got a throne, I hope it's yours,
With angels to wash your tired floors.
You deserve peace, you deserve calm,
You deserve a world that holds your palm.
Mama…
If this be my last song, I’ll write your name,
And carve your pain into eternal flame.
'Cause no chorus fit hold this truth,
Only verses deep like your love in youth.
I’m not just your son, I’m your reflection,
Every line I spit is your resurrection.
So when I blow, I blow with pride,
'Cause you the reason I’m still alive.