In 1989 in New York city alone
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140 youths under the age of 18
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Were gunned down
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Gunned down
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Bullet ridden bodies
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The streets are the new battle fields
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Someone's gonna die, the blood never stops flowing
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The streets are the new battle fields
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Littered with bullet ridden bodies
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And families mourning their dead.
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14 years ol selling five dollar rocks of crack cocaine
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You ripped off the wrong people
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Now you've got the sights of the 9mm
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Aimed at the back, back of your head.
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The first shot fired pierces his skull
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As eight more shots are pumped into his body
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As he crumples into the new fallen snow.
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14 years ol selling five dollar rocks of crack cocaine
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You crossed the wrong people
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Now you've got the sights of the 9mm
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Aimed at the back, back of your head.
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The blood, his blood, drips from the snow
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Into the slush-filled streets.
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A crowd starts to gather
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A young girl begins to scream
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BOGOTA, COLUMBIA
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50 bodies float down a raging river
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Hands cut off at the wrist
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Headless and bloated from weeks
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In the tropical water.
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The streets are the new battle fields
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Someone's gonna die, the blood never stops flowing
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The streets are the new battle fields
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An families mourning their dead.
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Bullet-Ridden Bodies
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The Accused |