At sixteen you had a teenage dream
Ah luck you know what I mean
You paid your money
Wouldn't do no harm
By twenty one your life has been done
You hit the streets to have some fun
You lived your life with a gram shot in your arm
*It's plain to size you're wasted
You're feeling so down that you can't live
How long will it take to break it
When you've given all that you can give
Enough of this your fingers itch
The steel shines are you ready to die
You acted hopeless but so did I
I've been looking everywhere for you
Ain't nothing you can say or do
It's too late for me to take a course of action
Prepare yourself you're wasted
You missed your chance to break it
Prostitued never die
Cut his head or hang him high
I'm on the run I'm out on the streets
Give a look I wanna raise the beat
But how long can this chase go on
I said I don0t want to die
They're caught him just wanna hang him high
I sure as hell won't let them have their fun
