Another One Gone
A young boy walks down a dark city street
His headphones on as he walks with a beat
For some reason he keeps on looking back
Because in his jacket there is a bag of crack
He keeps on looking for a buyer
In his very short life the boy has no priors
Turning on another dark street a dark car pulls up
All he can think is the police trying to set him up
The young man in the car ask if I have some
The young boy turns and pretends to play dumb
The man says you know what I mean
The young boy didn't want to cause a scene
Then the boy reached behind his back
And said you want some crack?
Then the young man in the car pulled out a gun
And then the boy just looked up and was stun
The boy tried to run
He knew this deal was finally going to be done
The young boy can hear a sound
As his body just hit the ground
All he could see is his blood all around
Another young boy gets killed
I don't know maybe he just doesn't have the skills
He was just trying to make ends meet
And try to get some food for his family to eat
But all that ever seems to happen
Is another young man passing
And another family sadden
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