Lying in my bed with the cover over my head
Shots fired from a distance....Or am I just imagining it in my head?
Its hard to tell because every other night its the same sound;
Bullets buzzing through the air and metal shells hitting the ground
All sleep lost, praying that I don't become a victim
Of a murder because bullets have no name and that rhythm
Of 30 slugs from an automatic pistol or a rifle
Piercing my ear as well as the body of a rival
Violence has become the norm in this cold hearted mitten
A weapon the only protection; no mothers covering their kittens
In the streets...................The streets where death stands at every corner
And you see the bears and shirts with RIP on light post of former
Members who once walked this earth, but not the rest in a coffin buried 6 feet
Its tragic to see babies not making it 6 weeks
Shots fired from a distance....Or am I just imagining it in my head?
Its hard to tell because every other night its the same sound;
Bullets buzzing through the air and metal shells hitting the ground
All sleep lost, praying that I don't become a victim
Of a murder because bullets have no name and that rhythm
Of 30 slugs from an automatic pistol or a rifle
Piercing my ear as well as the body of a rival
Violence has become the norm in this cold hearted mitten
A weapon the only protection; no mothers covering their kittens
In the streets...................The streets where death stands at every corner
And you see the bears and shirts with RIP on light post of former
Members who once walked this earth, but not the rest in a coffin buried 6 feet
Its tragic to see babies not making it 6 weeks