There once was a kid who lived just down the street

A quater block from me

He shaved off his hair, put boots on his feet

And said this was his country

The day came around and the shit all went down

And too late to see the light

He was caught up and shot up in a fight

Won't you close your eyes

There once was a kid from South Central L.A.

Who threw up his set all day

All dressed in blue nothing to do

Said "hey man, what set you claim"

The blood pulled a nine

And threw up his sign, then let the trigger slide

And he was, caught up and shot up in a fight

Life can get cut short so

Try to stay in line

You wanna be a man

But this shit happens all the time

So let's just all hang out

Don't give a fuck about what they say

Cause they're all lame

And we're all still the same

Won't you close your eyes