He was born on the roadside   Where hopelessness breeds   Where pride is hard to come by   And violence fills a need      Lord, what will the answer be?   Lookin' from his point of view   'Cause here on these desperate streets   Better a short lived legend   Then a long life played for a fool      Homeboy wants to rule the hot town   But the innocent will fall   Santa Ana blows across the killin' ground   Sweeps away what mercy is left to be found      A child on a corner, instrument of greed   Seduced without knowing the harsh reality      Lord, what will the answer be?   Is there nothing we can do?   To save him on these desperate streets   Better a long life of tryin'   Than a short life playin' to lose      Homeboy wants to rule the hot town   But the innocent will fall   Santa Ana blows across the killin' ground   Sweeps away what mercy is left to be found   Nowhere, nowhere to be found      Lord, what will the answer be?   Is there nothing You can do?   To save us on these desperate streets   Better a long life of tryin'   Than a shorter life playin' to lose      Homeboy wants to rule the hot town   But the innocent will fall   Well, Santa Ana blows across the killin' ground   Sweeps away what mercy is left to be found   Nowhere, nowhere to be found, nowhere