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Mother Rule Pickney
General Degree
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General Degree
You think is road me goin' run 'way, go live a Kingston?
I goin' run so 'til I drop off of Jamaica map
My granny is my mother mother
And like mother, like daughter
Dem miserable sister
See yah bwoy, look pon di hour 'til di night
You come here to mi yard
Let me tell you something
Me say a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Me say a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Look pon di hours of di night, bwoy, a weh you a come from?
How you mean me mustn't ask you no question?
Me your mother, me ain't no blasted companion
Weh you a lick your sister for?
So you love lick woman?
And so when you get big, you ago love lick fi your one?
Me a teach you di right, bwoy, you waan do di wrong
You know you goin' be a worthless husband
You just listen to me now, young man
Hear me now, young man
Pack up your things and come out of di yard since you a big man
'Cause a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Me say a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
When mi mother get mad, she get extra strong
And when her pressure raise, a so mi mother a galong
-Sniffing- Like a Psalm 51
Talking 'bout time she must eat pilburn second
When she wheel and turn, grab up something in her hand
Anything in her way, do she a use it pon
Whether di boot heel or piece of old iron
Di pot, di pot cover, or di bath pan
Lick a di answer, one more di question
Buss head, bruk tooth, even bruk hand
And when she a lick, me a diss she deh pon
Bwoy, if I kill you now, I don't care a damn
You think me 'fraid fi send you back which part you come from?
'Cause which part you come from, me will get one next one
Just listen to me now, young man
Hear me now, young man
Pack up your things and come out of di yard since you a big man
'Cause a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Me say a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Now me come from work, yes, and then me feel drowsy
Me go mi bed last night 'bout 6:30
Kiss mi neck, a morning already
Me kiss mi teeth, me nah get up so early
Knock-knock pon di door, guess who nuh mi mommy
Hear she a call me out, "Sonny, Sonny!"
Me gwan like me no hear
She say, "General Degree!"
Me say, "No call out mi name!"
"Me nah answer you 'cause fi ever say you no see say me a sleep"
What?! Kiss mi neck, Lord have His mercy
A which part mi mother go learn karate?
Mi mother kick down di door and come in pon me
"Whop! You no see di kitchen fi tidy?
Chop! You no see di chicken dem hungry?"
Poom-poom inna mi head, weh di inna belt fi me?
Me see star, me see moon, me see many many
When me a run outta di house, mi mother roll behind me
She say, "Listen to me now, young man
Listen to me now, young man
Pack up your things and come out of di yard since you a big man"
'Cause a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Me say a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Wait
A wha' that pon your face, a grow your crow beard?
A that make you think you big?
Bwoy, gwan go shave
Oh, so a that make you start misbehave?
Get up outta di bed, bwoy, and gwan go bathe
Dem whole heap of girls you a deal with, you soon catch AIDS
You can't always stay deh with your dirty ways
'Cause a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Me say a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Look pon di hours of di night, bwoy, a weh you a come from?
How you mean me mustn't ask you no question?
Me your mother, me ain't no blasted companion
Weh you a lick your sister for?
So you love lick woman?
And so when you get big, you ago love lick fi your one?
Me a teach you di right, bwoy, you waan do di wrong
You know you goin' be a worthless husband
Just listen to me now, young man
Listen to me now, young man
Pack up your things and come out of di yard since you a big man
'Cause a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Me say a mother rule pickney, and no pickney rule mother
Fi all di pickney dem weh outta order
Oh, so a that's why you did waan leave from down a granny?
A come, you did waan come up yah, come give me trouble, nuh bwoy?
Wait, you waan give me nerves breakdown, or body come down?
Look here, look, let me tell you something
You better pack up yourself and go pon your own
Find somewhere fi live, you're not living inside here with me
Is mother rule, is not pickney
You hear wha' me tell you, bwoy?
But Lord have His mercy
But you no see the entire trials upon me though?
Oh Lord, I can't take it no more
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