@migu music@

If you where dead

you wouldn´t be missed

sometimes you wish

you did never exist Shot in the ghetto

how lonley can you get

where is his soul?

I don't even know

in any project or ghetto who knows?

no boundaries between hate & love

Kings of the streets

all over town

nobody´s hero

poverty's sacred son

create just to hang on

Dark was the color

deep under his skin

nobody knows what

is like to be him

That was the problem

he never cared at all

still in the night

we hear his gun

always at war

fighting the law

I thought it was a deal in the dark

Chorus

So you got busted

we know that's a fact

Is in the papers

Tv's and mags

It was a payback

for gansta just like that

back in the hood

the people would say

he died fighting

police all the way

Late in the night

the secret could be kept.