Like the latest
fashion Like a spreading disease The kids are strappin' on their way to
the classroom Getting weapons with the greatest of ease
The gangs
stake their own campus locale And if they catch you slippin' then it's all
over pal If one guys colors and the others don't mix They're gonna bash
it up, bash it up, bash it up, bash it up...
(Chorus)
Hey - man
you talkin' back to me? Take him out You gotta keep 'em
separated
Hey - man you disrespecting me? Take him out You gotta
keep 'em separated
Hey they don't pay no mind If you're under 18 you
won't be doing any time Hey come out and play
(Verse 2)
By the
time you hear the siren It's already too late One goes to the morgue and
the other to jail One guy's wasted and the other's a
waste
*
It goes down the same as the thousand before No one's
getting smarter No one's learning the score Your never ending spree of
death and violence and hate Is gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope,
tie your own...