From the recording Homicide
Lyrics
Lot's of kids, kickin' back, stealing stereos, and smoking crack
Nowhere to go, no one to meet, that's the way it is on the streets
And the summer's getting longer, and the days keep getting longer
Little Joey dreams of a world, with lots of money, and lots of girls
He's got a gun, he joined a gang, his mom's praying for God to save him
And the summer's getting longer, and the days keep getting longer
Joey's out he's on a mission, he's gonna be on the television
He's going out, he's gonna go down tonight, in a homicide
Joey's caught in a bad position, his mom's crying by the television
He's going out, he's gonna go down tonight, in a homicide
On the streets you can have it all, just like the other guys
On the streets you can have it all, just give it a try
Joey's out he's on a mission, he's gonna be on the television
He's going out, he's gonna go down tonight, in a homicide
Everywhere there's sirens ringing, his mom's crying by the television
He's going out, he's gonna go down tonight, in a homicide
Joey's caught in a bad position, Joey's gonna make the wrong decision
He's going out, he's gonna go down tonight, in a homicide