Mean streets crimson river flows
Blood stained walls and fatal blows
Sights and sounds life's scars remain
Our four lives forever changed
Fates path vengeance. PCP
Worthless thugs home robbery
Stood face to face with vacant eyes
Saw the emptiness inside
HOME INVASION. OUR SACRIFICE
KNIFING THIEVES, TAKE MY LIFE
JOE AND JOHN. HEARTS ARE TRUE
I DRAW BREATH. BECAUSE OF YOU
Broken glass and tearing flesh
Deaths sound creeping loneliness
Hands stained with blood of the innocent
We left your mark on the pavement
One more page from my book of life
Another chance, another night
isappeared in these streets of hate
Rose from the gutter by God's grace

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