~!Apart of the gang an hood!~


When you live out here in these streets,
you can't survive with just a bluff!
When someone pushes, you push back.
You show the enemy that you're tough!


You can't survive out here alone!
You'd be dead by noon tomorrow!
That's why we HOMIES stick together,
because this life is full of sorrow!


We're protectin' what is ours.
We make sure we have control!
We make the rules and regulations,
to prove our point, we sometimes rock and roll!


We HOMIES have a code
and each HOMIE knows they can depend-
That they'll never be out there alone,
or find themselves without a friend!


We party, fight, and drink together.
Sometimes we even die!
A dead HOMIE is not forgotten!
We live our CODE, "EYE for an EYE!"




So if one of our HOMIES is taken out,
someone else's HOMIE has got to pay!
When we show up in their hood,
they know someone's gonna die today!


We stand eye to eye and toe to toe,
guns drawn, for this is war!
We're not sure why this all started,
but that's the OATH we swore!




There's yellin', panic, bullets flyin',
someone YELLS! "LOOK WHAT WE DID!"
The wrong body's in the street
a BULLET killed a little KID!


That wasn't meant to happen.
He just got in the way!
But a bullet has no conscience
and that's the price he paid!


He was just an innocent little kid.
When you kill a kid, you kill his MOTHER!
The thought that's runnin' through your mind is--
tomorrow it might be my LITTLE BROTHER!


It seems here in the HOOD
there are mothers always cryin'!
BLOOD runs in the streets,
where some MOTHER'S KID is dyin'!


We don't remember how this all started!
We don't know who wrote the code!
There needs to be some changin' done
before our GRAVEYARDS overflow!


It's tough here in the HOOD
and there must be a better way!
If that little kid could talk
I guess that's what he'd say.


When the ones we love are dyin'
of the bullets from our guns,
Do we see ourselves dead HEROS!
as we kill each other one by one?


It's time to change TRADITION !
It's time to stop the PAIN!
To stop the killin' and the bleedin',
so that KID didn't die in vain!


That doesn't mean we won't be HOMIES!
But together we'll change our CREED!
We'll take the the FEAR out of our HOODS
and the PRICE to PAY won't be to BLEED!


This LIFE is leading no where,
and our HOOD'S become DEATH'S HOME!
The answer to this SADNESS,
is to take DEATH OFF HIS THRONE!


It's TIME to come TOGETHER!
It's TIME to make a PLAN--
WORK out a PEACE we all can live with!
IT'S TIME TO JOIN HANDS!


It's TIME to start a NEW TRADITION!
where DEATH isn't GLORIFIED!
Where little KIDS feel SAFE,
and little KIDS don't have to DIE!