I grew up in a town next to the honey hills
In a farmers town on a fruitful land
I never left these hills when I was young
In here on one day they will lay down my bones
In my hometown there isn't any perfection I knew
But we don't mind to have a straight point of view
So we chased all racists out of our town
No killing cops pushing our people on the ground
When I grew older I saw D.C. was up in flames
An angry crowd and a raging convoy of chains
The rich and the poor were loading their guns
A dark decade within a war has begun
I lost my faith
Oh this civil war it must end right now
I grew up in a town next to the honey hills
In a farmers town on a fruitful land
I will never leave this city until this war will end
Until this day I will stay drunk with my friends
Oh oh oh oh