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These kids trapped in a struggle and |
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Don't know where they're heading, no |
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A head full of trouble is all they're getting |
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And nobody knows the suffering they go through |
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And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you |
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Trapped in a struggle and |
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Don't know where they're heading, no |
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A head full of trouble is all they're getting |
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And nobody knows the suffering they go through |
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And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you |
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So many songs, so many times |
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The world had to hear so many rhymes |
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About how life is for strugglers |
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Minority groups, kids with single mothers |
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Young homies turn hustlers, stealing for money |
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It's kinda funny how the crime rate is so high |
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In suburbs where family ties are low, |
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And suicides on the rise |
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Oh why, so many die 'cause in their eyes |
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The mistake they made, |
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Can't be erased the only way out is to take their life |
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And if they don't do it sudden then they'll do it slowly |
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Polluting themselves with drugs, |
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Because they on this world lonely |
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So we as a nation just class 'em as a waste of space |
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And if they don't help the economy then strip 'em naked |
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Put 'em on the streets 'n make sure the police hate 'em |
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And feed the public phony information on the evening news |
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Kids may bomb police stations, to get at the boys in blue |
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This song goes out to the whole justice system |
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Instead of listening to the kids with the problems |
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They just tick them off more |
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Until these kids in prison or dead before they twenty four |
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These kids trapped in a struggle and |
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Don't know where they're heading, no |
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A head full of trouble is all they're getting |
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And nobody knows the suffering they go through |
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And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you |
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Trapped in a struggle and |
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Don't know where they're heading, no |
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A head full of trouble is all they're getting |
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And nobody knows the suffering they go through |
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And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you |
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You probably heard the news about the 14 year old kid |
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Who went to Woodridge to get a stick but got his neck slit |
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What you'll expect in, the situation that he was facing |
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With all of these expectations he just wanted to get wasted |
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But the mistake he made was fatal |
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What about my mate who put a rope around his neck |
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But he choked to death instead coz the fall never broke his neck |
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See both of them, |
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Were trapped in a struggle none of us could comprehend |
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The younger was in need of weed, |
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The other had problems with his head |
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Now they're both dead, and the same thing happens time 'n time again |
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Kids dying all the time 'n leave us asking why my friend |
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And then there is those who run away from home |
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Live on the streets 'n chrome |
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Can't deal with tha pain of the world so they get stoned |
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Sit in a zone, become known as the local drones |
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With low vocal tones, they communicate with hopeless groans |
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And nobody knows they came from broken homes |
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Plus to us they're just emotionless clones |
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And the pain plagues |
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Their brains they can't maintain healthy lives |
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Change is all but easy, |
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A life of crime is all but nice |
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Plus life isnt worth living unless ya given the chance to fight |
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Drugs might not be the answer, but who knows wrong from right |
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When ya parents drinks 2 whole bottles |
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Of wine, 'n puts the hose in the coke bottle, |
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A lot of the time, kids dont know any different |
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It's like they losing their minds, |
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Can't get a hold of their visions |
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Think they're doing just fine, but they still in the struggle |
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Yeah the kids of this time, in a whole lotta trouble |
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If you in trouble, jump over that puddle |
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Some where out there someone really loves you |
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Loves you like you never been loved, yeah |
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Loves you like you've never been loved |
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These kids trapped in a struggle and |
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Don't know where they're heading, no |
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A head full of trouble is all they're getting |
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And nobody knows the suffering they go through |
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And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you |
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Trapped in a struggle and |
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Don't know where they're heading, no |
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A head full of trouble is all they're getting |
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And nobody knows |
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Nobody knows |
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These kids trapped in a struggle and |
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Don't know where they're heading, no |
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A head full of trouble is all they're getting |
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And nobody knows the suffering they go through |
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And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you |
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Trapped in a struggle and |
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Don't know where they're heading, no |
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A head full of trouble is all they're getting |
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And nobody knows the suffering they go through |
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And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you |