The 24-Carat Black - Mother's Day lyrics

(Mother's Day) [Chorus] Mother's Day is coming now Food stamps on the way Brothers day is [hummin'?] It's time to make his play Say it one more time! [Chorus] [Verse 1] His babies are expecting now Momma's gonna be neglectin' now Daddy's comin' round To take a momma on the town Long rides cruise the main street Sides and alleys too Quick, slick tricks are being turned By people like me and you So this is what we have! [Chorus] Say it one more time! (Mother's Day) Food stamps on the way Brothers day is [hummin'?] It's time to make his play [Verse 2] No foul weather's accruing And yet the welfare keeps a growin' Taxes reach the skies Welfare birth rates rise [?] to labor Show no one any favor Make them understand The cost of helping hand They'll wash us out with glee Politicians agree But between you and me The day we'll never see So this is what we have! [Chorus] x2 [Verse 3] The man shakes his head His city's in the red No money to be found To clean up the bankrupted town Renters are on the increase Checks are on the bounce Troubles never seem to decrease And come [?] pat on the a** So this is what we have! [Chorus] x3 (Mother's Day) Mother's Day Mother's Day (Mother's Day) (Mother's Day) (Mother's Day) Food stamps… Brother [?]… (Mother's Day) Mother's Day, Mother's Day (Mother's Day) …is coming (Mother's Day) … Can you feel it? Mother's Day (Mother's Day) Feel it, feel it, feel it Mother's Day (Mother's Day) Mother's Day (Mother's Day) (repeat to end)