Streets Cry Out

From Boston where the streets cold Where Loyalty's a myth and the truth untold

Grew up fast, no choice but to be bold Dreams Of the riches in my heart they hold

Lost some brothers to the game, it's a heavy Toll

Mama prayed every night for our souls, she consoled

In the trenches where the youngest hearts turn old

Voices of the voiceless stories unfold In the City lights where the streets cry out

Lost souls wondering what's life all about From the pain and the struggle we find our

Route in the melody let the truth shout

Love and hate in the streets they intertwine Trust is scarce and the snakes they always

Dine on the dreams of the young trying to Shine