Lyrics Mama Brymo

Mama… Papa no come this far, I wonder, how I go make am farther, Desire dey make, e dey break man o, Bad Belle people dem full town o, The government dey verto dey fuck us o The theives still dey shit on the good man o Mama… The world na the same since you born me for here.


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