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Yo man
I don't like how this is goin' down Holmes
Shit's real fucked up
You know the house on the street where the kids are
And every day they seem to have a new scar
Somethin's strange is goin' on and everybody knows
Door is always shut, windows always closed
The little girl had a burn, the boy was black and blue
He said "it came from play" you know that shit ain't true
The boys arms broke, girls scared to speak
The parents drink all day couple of dead beats
Some days they go to school, and other days they might
It's hard to stay awake, after you cry all night
You see them everyday tear tracks in they cheeks
But they'll never tell, it goes on weeks and weeks
(But what can they do, they only children man)
You ain't no fuckin' kid act like you give a damn
Will someone save these kids, do somethin' call the cops
The other night I heard gunshots
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