There once was a kid who lived just down the street
A quater block from me
He shaved off his hair, put boots on his feet
And said this was his country
The day came around and the s**t all went down
And too late to see the light
He was caught up and shot up in a fight
Won't you close your eyes
There once was a kid from South Central L.A.
Who threw up his set all day
All dressed in blue nothing to do
Said "hey man, what set you claim"
The blood pulled a nine
And threw up his sign, then let the trigger slide
And he was, caught up and shot up in a fight
Life can get cut short so
Try to stay in line
You wanna be a man
But this s**t happens all the time
So let's just all hang out
Don't give a f**k about what they say
Cause they're all lame
And we're all still the same
Won't you close your eyes
