[Indecipherable "gibberish" from 0:16-0:25]

Looking for something to prove

Looking for something to say

We eat our grits and we don't mind sweet in our tea

All they've ever known

Their TV taught them

Mercy for the Wise

All they've ever known

Call me dirt floor cracker

But them words just feel me with pride

You seem so pleasant

You've got something to say

But them words you speak deep down

Loving to irritate

We're not that fooled by ya

This hard head ya see

You keep your money coming

We'll feed ya cheap cornbread and

Them grits keep flowing baby

Psy-collard greens and

My mama said hey boy

Listen to what they mean

All they've ever known

Their TV taught them

Mercy for the Wise

All they've ever known

Call me dirt floor cracke

But them words just feel me with pride

We got the soul but you

Don't want the feeling - ain't right

We go them moves but you

Decide to pull it tight

You think you got - but it

Its like the road you say

You about to move it 40

We got the record playing

All they've ever known

Their TV taught them

Mercy for the wise

All they've ever known

Call me dirt floor cracker

But them words just feel me with pride