Put on yout hat and and take A walk the street I think you're bound to be By all the you meet The of the melting pot of shit While a guy does your With a and his spit The whores on the try to forget That they jeopardized the lives of the they met Some shoot you up and stuff You down a pipe hole they wouldn't touch your body With a ten foot
Stick em up, stick em up, the drawer Said the banger to the owner of the store I was purchasing wine When I the pops and a patron started screaming "Someone the cops" The cops called, and we were told to wait But the death toll rose because the cops were The banger ran out,and he was in a flash He got away the murder, And out the cash
The hurts, the truth hurts, And tales are written like a book The hurts, the truth hurts Just open eyes and take a look, son
Let's take a little trip to the lower There's a junkie in a place where the freaks He shoots the shit, and the rent paid free With government checks and ofAZT He sees his kids once a week And his wife's on her bed as we speak She for little ones everyday But the boy is and the girl's O.K. in the city while the city sleeps You play lor fun and they for keeps There's a thief in the just waitin to pop And a kid in a Cadillac to cop Herb and vials of coke And he don't it out cause the fine's a joke In a matter of time it was a done deal It's back to the burbs because the shit ain't
But the truth hurts, the hurts, And fairy are written like a book The truth hurts, the hurts, just open your eyes and a look, son