YoUnG StArS LoSt To Da StReEtS

when we lose the young stars in our lives to the streets
all we can do is pray, heavens gotta b a betta place
cause on earth they couldnt see the light
they couldnt unda stand they could do betta away from da corner
they excepted the thought of defeat
even b4 they were defeated
jus cuz they were bound to the laws of the streets
gave up on those thoughts they walked wit since young
which we call dreams and stop'd reachin for degree's

a bullet always causes silence
cuz majority of the time they last restin spot
tends to b da concrete
they boi witnessed the whole scene so...
he vows to avenge his boi's death
then we continue to watch this fucked up cycle
that neva ends

and us as a community
con't to fill up the statistics
why cant this jus b a phase
tha will soon one day fade away
but the lack of affection
in the cribs keeps homes jus as cold
so they lose sight of the right direction
the pusha man becomes dad
the money warms the hands
greed fuels their new dreams
while mom has no grasp
to save her lil man
cuz she didnt stop him from walkin out the crib
the first chance she had

so even tho the sun shines bright over the ghetto
life is still a hard fight
so each nite you look up
remember all the young stars lost to da streets