Ice T

The Hunted Child

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Verse 1(Today in Los Angeles another youth loses his life. Gunshot wound tothe head. Street violence is at an all-time high)No jokin`, I`m sleepin` with my eyes openWanted for a homicide ride, the gun`s still smokin`Didn`t know what I was doin` but did it anywayNow the posse`s on my trail, they say I`m gonna pay (Run!)I had a gun, it`s mine and I packed itOut with my crew, the boys caught some staticMe and this sucker punk went at itBang! Nine automaticHunted ChildI`m the Hunted ChildVerse 2(Sources say the assailant was 17-years old and lives in South-CentralLos Angeles)Now I`m on a hideout tip cos they`re after meLAPD says they`re gonna capture meWas I crazy? I guess I had to beCos once you kill it`s instant catastropheYour whole life is over (Through!)Forget about your girl your (Crew!)Nowhere to run, so what you gonna do?Be glad it`s me, homeboy, and not youThe Hunted ChildI`m the Hunted ChildHunted ChildI`m the Hunted ChildVerse 3I`m only 17, I didn`t mean to kill, manBut I was slangin` and bangin` for the thrill, manWhen they said (Kill!) I felt chill, manBut once I pulled the trigger, boy, then things got ill, manMy homeboys dipped out the back fastLeft me alone in the echo of the gun blastEverybody saw my face, I didn`t wear a maskYou wanna know my name? Just askThe Hunted ChildI`m the Hunted ChildHunted ChildI`m the Hunted Child(The science of Capitalism which you teach to the youth on the streetstoday with the `ends justifying the means` mentality ain`t happenin`)Verse 4I`m sweatin` heavy cos my face is on TVEverybody in this whole world`s after meSince I was young I never had a damned thingAt Christmas time I`d hate to hear the bells ringCos in the ghetto Santa ain`t got a dimeYour mother`s standin` in the welfare lineThe way the youth survive is crimeMy life is over so I might as well speak my mindI killed a brother cos this system had me geared to killCos what I call home you call hellMy ghetto quarters ain`t no better than a jail cellBut there`s a message in this story that I`m tryna tellWe`re just brothers on the streets killin` brothersThis system has us geared to kill one anotherSellin` dope to poison each otherThe plan of The Man, word to the motherBut I`m a sucker cos I fell into their plan187, I killed a brother manMy life on Earth was hell, you understand?But when I die I`m goin` to hell againI`m the Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child I`m the Hunted Child TheHunted ChildI`m the Hunted ChildI`m the Hunted Child

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