If you were dead   you wouldn't be missed   sometimes you wish   you did never exist   Shot in the ghetto   how lonely can you get   where is his soul?   I don't even know   in any project or ghetto who knows?   no boundaries between hate and love   King of the streets   all over town   nobody's hero   poverty's sacred son   created just to hang on.   Dark was the color   deep under his skin   nobody know what   is like to be him.   That was the problem   he never cared at all   still in the night   we hear his gun   always at war   fighting the law   I thought is was a deal in the dark   King of the streets   all over town   nobody's hero   poverty's sacred son   created just to hang on.   So you got busted   we know tht's a fact   Is in the papers   Tv's and mags   It was a payback   for gangsta just like that   back in the hood   the people would say   he died fighting   police all the way.   Late in the night   the secret could be kept.