On the block dressed in black

50 deep strapped with Mac's

Trained to kill cuz that's all we know

We are all the same, whom God creates

Why we shootin' cuz they aint the same

Same man different colors, because of what we claim

These streets aint safe, where's the help

Different street, different  gang, different set

This is all we have cuz noone is here to help

In your home fearing for your life

Get on the floor that car just hit the lights

Your house gets shot up, gun sounds like the 4th of July

Another black man lying dead on the street

Not on the news, not on the paper

Just another black man six feet under.