There once was a kid who lived just down the street  A quater block from me  He shaved off his hair, put boots on his feet  And said this was his country  The day came around and the shit all went down  And too late to see the light  He was caught up and shot up in a fight  Won't you close your eyes  There once was a kid from South Central L.A.  Who threw up his set all day  All dressed in blue nothing to do  Said "hey man, what set you claim"  The blood pulled a nine  And threw up his sign, then let the trigger slide  And he was, caught up and shot up in a fight  Life can get cut short so  Try to stay in line  You wanna be a man  But this shit happens all the time  So let's just all hang out  Don't give a fuck about what they say  Cause they're all lame  And we're all still the same  Won't you close your eyes