[Chorus 2x]

Tiddle-Dee-Dum, Tiddle-Dee-Dum

Help Lord, Won't You Come?



[Hammer]

I can't call it, But I know I got started

Cause my mama was broke, And I was broken hearted

I can take tears and tears for years

But the tears of my mama, Yo they get me right here

So i, Broke out in a military step

No deally, No dally, I walked, I crept

I slept on a plan that i'd make it all good

A young preacher if you could

A young hustler from the hood

Mama, Don't you cry, Don't you cry no more

Ya baby boy's blowin up and he's goin to war

My mind is playin tricks and my dad is too

High street bank boys, It's on, Fools!