Under an african sky this little passionate guy was walking
Passing by a band of bad asses, five
We’re talking tricks they had their eyes on his new white kicks
Fixed from a couple of rich kids who lived inside the village

Now he knew it could be scared to walk the city at night
Case rape of pillage and fight with weapons mallets and knives
Lives are taken at a small cost
Poverty is suffering, you’ve got to really toughen man

The gang approached and held a knife to his throat
Took his shoes and his clothes and left him bleeding from the nose
His face was ‘upped but still he got back up
And walked home naked singing praises to his saviour above

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