They're upsettin' us, telling lies
Even some teachers with those envy eyes
Most of them don't believe in Christ
They just wanna see you, wanna see you cry
They only care about pieces of land
It is too much! I can't understand?
Even some teachers with those envy eyes
Most of them don't believe in Christ
They just wanna see you, wanna see you cry
They only care about pieces of land
It is too much! I can't understand?
Chorus:
Sad, but true!
It's that what happens when you live in a small town
There is always someone who wanna put you down
They're trying to stop this fancy fly
It's that what happens when you live in a small town
What a jealous machine
You respect those behind the gate
But stepped on us, tell me! Where's your faith
I hate your empty brain and your expensive shoes
You'll see us playing in Sant Louis
Don't you believe in that poetic dream?
Ahh!, you gonna ask for me to scream…
Chorus
Black banners are shakin' your mind
Folks of this land, don't be so blind
No one is here to judge your life
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