All of those bigshots with their fancy suits and ties
Go 'round thinkin' they're better than us "lil guys"
So full of 'emselves, they think they own the Earth.
They look down on us, underestimate our worth.

But here's the deal, you all you elitist bigshots,
Have you ever worked hard, have you ever fought?
Come to the street, see our struggle, and then you'll see,
It actually ain't so easy livin' in the Big Easy.