| The epidemic that threatens us today
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| Grows in the streets stronger everyday
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| Pushing drugs on impressionable youth
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| For nothing but monetary gain
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| Then you hear the gunshots
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| Stray bullets go through my son’s bedroom wall
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| Luckily he was not home that day
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| When domestic gunfire erupts at the neighbor’s house
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| Widespread narcotic wasteland
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| And for those who are not fiends
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| Protect your family with your life
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| A world of thieves and wannabe gangsters
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| Murderers of innocents
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| With selfish ignorance
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| Turning my quiet neighborhood into a dangerous place to be Wasting away this gift of life
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| With dealing stealing and violent crimes
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| When I thought things could not get worse
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| A meth lab exploded a block from my house
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| What would they do for a crack rock
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| Would they suck me off or try to steal my guitars
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| Once trustworthy friends
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| Now compulsive liars in the county jailbird paper
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| Widespread narcotic wasteland
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| And for those who are not fiends
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| Protect your family with your life
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| [Solo: Toler-
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| Addiction violence and confusion
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| With no way to escape
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| They turn to the only thing they know
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| Doing anything for that temporary fix
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| To escape from reality
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| Born into poverty in the land of supposed opportunity
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| Raised in the most toxic of environments
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| We need inner strength to break this viscous cycle
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| And help pave the way for our youth
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| So they can escape this narcotic wasteland |