These Kids

These kids trapped in a struggle and

Nowhere to head at night

A head full of trouble is all they're getting

And nobody knows the suffering they go through

And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you

trapped in a struggle and

Nowhere to head at night

A head full of trouble is all they're getting

And nobody knows the suffering they go through

And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you

So many songs, so many times

The world had to hear so many rhymes

About how life is for strugglers

Minority groups, kids with single mothers

Young homies turn hustlers, stealing for money

It's kinda funny how the crime rate is so high

In suburbs where family ties are low,

'n suicides on the rise

Oh why, so many die coz in their eyes

The mistake they made,

cant be erased the only way out is to take their life

And if they dont do it sudden then they'll do it slowly

Polluting themselves with drugs,

because they on this world lonely

So we as a nation just class 'em as a waste of space

And if they don't help the economy then strip 'em naked

Put 'em on the streets 'n make sure the police hate 'em

And feed the public phony information on the evening news

Kids may bomb police stations, to get at the boys in blue

This song goes out to the whole justice system

Instead of listening to the kids with the problems

They just tick them off more

Until these kids in prison or dead before they twenty four

These kids trapped in a struggle and

Nowhere to head at night

A head full of trouble is all they're getting

And nobody knows the suffering they go through

And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you

You probably heard the news about the 14 year old kid

Who went to Woodridge to get a stick but got his neck slit

What you'll expect in, the situation that he was facing

With all of these expectations he just wanted to get wasted

But the mistake he made was fatal

What about my mate who put a rope around his neck

But he choked to death instead coz the fall never broke his neck

See both of them,

were trapped in a struggle none of us could comprehend

The younger was in need of ****,

the other had problems with his head

Now they're both dead, and the same thing happens time 'n time again

Kids dying all the time 'n leave us asking “why my friend“

And then there is those who run away from home

Live on the streets 'n chrome

Can't deal with tha pain of the world so they get stoned

Sit in a zone, become known as the local drones

With low vocal tones, they communicate with hopeless groans

And nobody knows they came from broken homes

Plus to us they're just emotionless clones

And the pain plagues

their brains they can't maintain healthy lives

Change is all but easy,

a life of crime is all but nice

Plus life isnt worth living unless ya given the chance to fight

Drugs might not be the answer, but who knows wrong from right

When ya parents drinks 2 whole bottles

Of wine, 'n puts the hose in the coke bottle,

A lot of the time, kids dont know any different

It's like they losing their minds,

cant get a hold of their visions

Think they're doing just fine, but they still in the struggle

Yeah the kids of this time, in a whole lotta trouble

If you in trouble, jump over that puddle

Some where out there someone really loves you

Loves you like you never been loved, yeah

Loves you like you've never been loved

These kids trapped in a struggle and

Nowhere to head at night

A head full of trouble is all they're getting

And nobody knows

Nobody knows

These kids trapped in a struggle and

Nowhere to head at night

A head full of trouble is all they're getting

And nobody knows the suffering they go through

And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you

trapped in a struggle and

Nowhere to head at night

A head full of trouble is all they're getting

And nobody knows the suffering they go through

And you wouldn't believe 'em if they told you