Mabre

I feel all my pulse beat

Crying from morning,wah Dey happen to my old gees

remember the days,wen man on the knees,come on help me lord pls

U don’t feel my dance,feel free chale u go fit protest

Yhyh remember my bro

Telling me you got it,naigga don’t u let it go

Don’t forget wer u come from my bro

Hit it hard hit it hard till you get the goal

Everytime,everyday,praying for life and grace

Think it soon ego pay

we go make money,papa no go cry again,

Naigga this is not a game,feeding family and counting the chedda