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They’re killing each other on the block

Killing each other over postcodes and drugs,

And it’s crucial to get respect

Because if they don’t get it you’re dead,

Stabbed with a shank or shot by a gun

To them that’s how their business is done,

And they’re snared and started young

Because they’re to innocent and naive to know it’s wrong,

Caught up in the buzz of gang culture

And prayed on by older gang vultures,

Who get them to do their dirty deeds

Like running drugs and thieving,

Killing other gang members without feeling

Because they came from a rival postcode is,

And one day their parents will know

What it’s like to put their kid in the ground,

Killed during a fight with a knife or jumped

Or shit by a stray bullet or a drive by at night,

It is not such a glamorous life

Dying at the end of a knife,

Live by they’ll die by it

They’ll end up dead on a cold wet street,

And only their family will weep,

And the killing and gang warfare

Will just simply carry on,

They’ll be forgotten before they in their grave have gone rotten,

This is how life is at the bottom of

Because society fails those without,

Who feel they need to going gangs in a hope to get out

Dreaming of becoming a drug dealer,

And making a name for themselves

Egged on by rappers and their songs,

This has been going on for so long and it has to stop

Those who plead they’re not guilty,

Tend to be the most guilty of the whole fucking lot.

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