[Intro]
Na na nana..
Na na nana..
Na na nana..

[Verse 1]
People don't care about what I do
They are only speeding
Time is just a pace of our conscience
Time is mate of feeling

People do care about dime can do
They care a lot of feeding
Hunger is a taste not a burden
Hunger makes an eagle
It's a perception behind that door

[Verse 2]
Teachers don't care about what we do
We don't even hear them
In their eyes we are always wrong
That's why we always cheat them

The major can't do what I can do
But I don't want his seat man!
He has been the source of destruction
He sure needs some beating
We should have hanged him long ago!