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