On the Street

On the Street

Kids on the street don’t have anything to eat

And no shoes on their feet

They have no love that comes from above

On the street there’s people in need

That we still can feed,

But their hearts can be torn apart

On the street there are boys from the hood

And boys that don’t do all that good

On the street there’s boys who go to jail

Who never get bail

Your heart gets messed up

Then it puts you to the test

On the street there are girls that are dying

Before they are lying

There are women who open doors

But get shot to the floor

But that is “On the Street”

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