Come on baby won´t you show me what you got there

I want your salvation woah

There´s a neighborhood called blackhwk where all the rich people hide

I was down on my luck working for the salvation army

The shelter is where I reside

Everyday we drive into blackhawk and we pic up the offerings

Microwave, refridgerator for the suffering

Come on baby won´t you show me what you got there

I want your salvation woah

I can´t believe these people live like kings

Hidden estates and diamond rings

I´m a rat out on a mission

I´m in your front yard under suspicion

Come on baby won´t you show me what you got there

I want your salvation woah