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[Verse 1]
(Today in Los Angeles another youth loses his life. Gunshot wound to the head. Street violence is at an all-time high) No jokin`, I`m sleepin` with my eyes open Wanted for a homicide ride, the gun`s still smokin` Didn`t know what I was doin` but did it anyway Now the posse`s on my trail, they say I`m gonna pay (Run!) I had a gun, it`s mine and I packed it Out with my crew, the boys caught some static Me and this sucker punk went at it Bang! Nine automatic Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child [Verse 2] (Sources say the assailant was 17-years old and lives in South-Central Los Angeles) Now I`m on a hideout tip cos they`re after me LAPD says they`re gonna capture me Was I crazy? I guess I had to be Cos once you kill it`s instant catastrophe Your whole life is over (Through!) Forget about your girl your (Crew!) Nowhere to run, so what you gonna do? Be glad it`s me, homeboy, and not you The Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child [Verse 3] I`m only 17, I didn`t mean to kill, man But I was slangin` and bangin` for the thrill, man When they said (Kill!) I felt chill, man But once I pulled the trigger, boy, then things got ill, man My homeboys dipped out the back fast Left me alone in the echo of the gun blast Everybody saw my face, I didn`t wear a mask You wanna know my name? Just ask The Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child (The science of Capitalism which you teach to the youth on the streets today with the `ends justifying the means` mentality ain`t happenin`) [Verse 4] I`m sweatin` heavy cos my face is on TV Everybody in this whole world`s after me Since I was young I never had a damned thing At Christmas time I`d hate to hear the bells ring Cos in the ghetto Santa ain`t got a dime Your mother`s standin` in the welfare line The way the youth survive is crime My life is over so I might as well speak my mind I killed a brother cos this system had me geared to kill Cos what I call home you call hell My ghetto quarters ain`t no better than a jail cell But there`s a message in this story that I`m tryna tell We`re just brothers on the streets killin` brothers This system has us geared to kill one another Sellin` dope to poison each other The plan of The Man, word to the mother But I`m a sucker cos I fell into their plan 187, I killed a brother man My life on Earth was hell, you understand? But when I die I`m goin` to hell again I`m the Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child The Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child
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