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Guns and drugs are taking over our communities.  Please be apart of the solution and help create a better world for our children.

Verse 1:
Listen, about these guns and drugs that only lead to violence by these so called thugs
Money and wealth is that to blame, you done sprayed my block cause you said I ain’t claim
Man it’s a shame
And you drug dealers need to stop playin, get a real job make money then save it
Shootin a person over a couple hundred dollars, if you make it the right way you will have less problems
Yea but I know what these rappers is sayin, go sell the most drugs and then you end up famous
Go get a gun and claim you a G and magically you’ll be on BET, it’s not true
So then you open yo eyes, and start to realize that them raps was all lies
You figured out that you was liven their vision, now you a grown man cryin servin life up in prison.

HOOK:
Guns and drugs, killin our neighborhoods,
someone’s gotta stop
So hard to get out, people dying, children cryin,
guns and drugs

VERSE: 2
Guns and drugs, a big problem in our world today
Random shootings, choosing suicide as the only way
Hooked on drugs, depressed, no hope, so they say
Drug dealers still selling drugs as though its all okay
On college campuses and even in our classrooms
Selling to babies, My God, it feels like we’re doomed
We’ve got to wake up and take back control of our life
Gotta get that education, and unload all that
misery and strife

HOOK:
Guns and drugs, killin our neighborhoods,
someone’s gotta stop
People dying, children crying, guns and drugs

BRIDGE:
Listen I gotta story to tell ya, the boy 13, his pop was like a drug dealer
The young boy never committed no crime, but  he showed up at the wrong place and at the wrong time
But there was a problem, the house got robbed, the boy went and hid, but his dad got shot
He tried to run so he wouldn’t end up dead, but the robber was a coward and shot him straight in the head

I have a story of a kid who ended up dead
After several bullets injured him, one hit him straight in the head
The bullets were not meant for this 14 year old brother
The bullets that went flying, were really
meant for his mother

Chorus:
Guns and drugs, killin our neighborhoods, someone’s gotta stop, so hard to get our
People dying, children crying, guns and drugs