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Werly Beeh - BDST
(Gadho)
Big Dreams In A Small Town
(If it's Dhee on the beat then it's a hit babe)
(Dhee on the beat)
Big dreams in a small town
(Werly Beeh)
Ey
Big dreams in a small town
Small minded people
Really wanna put you down
How do you reign
As a king with a broken crown
How do you gain
When you gotta slaughter cash cow
Dealing with the obstacle
Hoping for a miracle
Feeling like you're dying
You been waiting for the oracle
Back to the wall
Head to the sky cry out
Asking for a favour
They gon say you want the handouts
Working very hard
Everyday you getting busy
Tryna make a living
But this life is never easy
Coming from a small town
You're smart and you gifted
No matter what you do
Man your dreams are so limited
Patience is a virtue
Got you feeling like a statue
More like you're trapped
And you waiting for the rescue
Breakfast on bed
For the rich not a beggar
Everything that's bad
Is piling up like hamburger
Poverty is the first name
Failure be the last name
Crowded in a very small town
Who do we blame
Maybe you're a person
With a mission and a vision
And the passion it ain't easy
They gon hate you for no reason
If you broke
You're a joke
How do you cope
With no hope
When you're loaded
You are flexing
You forget you should be saving
Opportunities
Only in the big cities
Small town you're getting one chance
If you blow it...dead meat
Visiting a sangoma
Turn into a customer
Hoping to be rich
But you get initiated
Accepted in a college
University a challenge
Graduated, educated, but
You're still eating cabbage
We know one another
Everyone has got an enemy
What if your enemy
Has got a key to your future door
Looking like abandoned
Ain't nobody know this place
Prolly living like a sheep
With no motherf......shepherd
On my knees and I'm praying
For a good life
I get no answer so I guess
I'm not praying right
I barely sleep coz I hate
Waking up poor
Devil as a goalkeeper
Make it hard for me to score
Who you are
Is defining where you are
A connection is a key
You forget an education
Working like a slave
And you still earning peanuts
Someone in the office
Getting paid for being genius
It don't matter what you know
But it matters who you know
You rejected for no failure
You just someone they don't know
Someone turn into a prostitude
Tryna kill a destitute
Judge you like crazy
When you beg they give you attitude
It's really hard to be
Coming from a small town
No opportunities
You tryna put the jealous down
It's so amazing
How the haters finna put you down
You ain't even got none
They fighting for a broken crown
Hidden tears
Ain't nobody see you're hurting
Putting on a smile man
As long as you're surviving
A lotta people are dying
A lotta people are crying
It is hard, but then we pushing man
We just keep on trying
Tryna say a prayer
Feel like Lord is never hearing
Tryna hold on but
Your spirit is so heavy
You gotta leave the small town
For you to make it big
Home is home though
Family you never pick
Of all the Options
Giving up is none of them
Those who say you'll Never win
Middle finger all of them
Life is throwing punches everyday
Mike Tyson
The devil gotta dance to my tune
Michael Jackson
If I can't leave a small town
I'll make it big
If I can't afford a gold
Then I'll start to dig
Every man for himself
Ain't no one to seek
Being broke for a while
Now we getting sick
You were born poor
It ain't for you to choose
Those who lucky to be rich
Now they finna use you
From a small town
Now they let you down
What doesn't kill you
Make you stronger
You gon make it
We're getting jealous
When we watching television
We can see a lotta people make it big
Living nice lives
We got the talents
It's unfortunate for us
Got no cameras to shoot
And show you we can also do it
Ey
Big dreams in a small town
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