: [Intro: Ghostface Killah talking to himself] Aiyo, what's wrong man? (Ain't na-, man Yo these niggaz over here frontin' on me and shit Talkin' bout
: (Instrumental)
[Intro: Ghostface Killah *talking to himself*] Aiyo, what's wrong man? (Ain't na---, man Yo these niggaz over here frontin' on me and shit Talkin' bout
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently
My mama told me not to play the guitar Stuck in a bottle neck you won't get far Hanging around with your sleeping in friends Elegant women, here I go
every day We can play on my brown guitar We can play every day We can play at being lovers We can play every day We can play on my brown guitar You
love my guitar, and she loves me. I love my guitar, cause she won't break up. I love my guitar, and she loves me. I love my guitar! My guitar.
strum a chord on my guitar Well, my guitar is love And my guitar's all I need And my guitar's so special 'Cause it plays the songs, not me Well, I can take my guitar
Well it's my life, baby Don't try to change my ways Yes it's my life, baby Don't try to change my ways Well, if you want my loving Don't make no graveyard
the midnight oil But if I see you out somewhere You might think that I don't care I love my guitar I love my guitar I love my guitar I love my guitar
When I was just a boy at school The kids all said that I was cool. Even said I could go far, just me and my guitar. I combed my hair in a big el quiff
?s the only one who cares I?m lonely like a hermit I'm emptier than glass My guitar annoys you so You can stick it up your arse Me and my guitar
strum a chord on my guitar Well my guitar is love And my guitar's all I need And my guitar's so special Cause it plays the songs - not me Well I can take my guitar
[Intro: Ghostface Killah talking to himself] Aiyo, what's wrong man? (Ain't na-, man Yo these niggaz over here frontin' on me and shit Talkin' bout I
I look at you all See the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor And I see it needs sweeping Still, my guitar gently
When I was just a boy at school The kids all said that I was cool. Even said I could go far, just me and my guitar. I combed my hair in a big El quiff
(Instrumental)
Übersetzung: Adam Brand. Meine Mama Told Me (Not To The Guitar Play).