Verse 1
Why in the world president place we in an awkward position,
Inna a land of contemplation is of guns and ammunition,
Inna place the people are abused and confused by politicians
Got to beware cause of out there many need a little prayer
Ive got to find a way to escape the rat races to fight and go fleet
And give up a thanks and praises. Tru Believers know in life are many changes
Dont want to ever see you stray while the heathen rages
Well Im a prisoner and Ive got the concrete blues
Back biters giving me pain and I dont know what to do
They are my makers and they are reality for

Chorus
Tru believer, the tru believers
Tru Believers now will make it outta a place we dont belong
Repeat

Verse 2
Ive got to find a way to keep this occupation
To work night and day with labor and determination
Tru Believers fight for life against the falseness
Dont want to ever go astray off into the darkness
Tyrants long for continental blues
Deception every day covered on the headline news
Some are daydreamers but this is reality for

Chorus
Tru believer, the tru believers
Tru believers now will make it outta a place we dont belong
Repeat