Mama
Don't cry mama
Things will get better
I know you're tired
Hoping your life will expire
But I'll try harder
For you For us For me.
Please don't cry mama
Trouble won't last always
Yeah we struggle and tuggle the rope from
Low class to middle class
But I'll keep bustin my ass
For you For us For me.
Mama stop crying let go and let God
It doesn't matter how many times we've had
Corn on the Cob as long as we eat
I mean it beats... Nothing
But I know one thing
I'll do anything
For you For us For me.
Just wait Mama you'll see.
Copyright © Tyronne Beale | Year Posted 2005
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