Ice T - The Hunted Child Lyrics
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, Im sleepin with my eyes openWanted for a homicide ride, the guns still smokinDidnt know what I was doin but did it anywayNow the posses on my trail, they say Im gonna pay (run!)I had a gun, its mine and I packed itOut with my crew, the boys caught some staticMe and this sucker punk went at itBang! nine automaticHunted childIm the hunted childVerse 2(sources say the assailant was 17-years old and lives in south-centralLos angeles)Now Im on a hideout tip cos theyre after meLapd says theyre gonna capture meWas I crazy? I guess I had to beCos once you kill its instant catastropheYour whole life is over (through!)Forget about your girl your (crew!)Nowhere to run, so what you gonna do?Be glad its me, homeboy, and not youThe hunted childIm the hunted childHunted childIm the hunted childVerse 3Im only 17, I didnt 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 didnt wear a maskYou wanna know my name? just askThe hunted childIm the hunted childHunted childIm the hunted child(the science of capitalism which you teach to the youth on the streetsToday with the ends justifying the means mentality aint happenin)Verse 4Im sweatin heavy cos my face is on tvEverybody in this whole worlds after meSince I was young I never had a damned thingAt christmas time Id hate to hear the bells ringCos in the ghetto santa aint got a dimeYour mothers 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 aint no better than a jail cellBut theres a message in this story that Im tryna tellWere 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 Im a sucker cos I fell into their plan187, I killed a brother manMy life on earth was hell, you understand?But when I die Im goin to hell againIm the hunted child Im the hunted child Im the hunted child theHunted childIm the hunted childIm the hunted child
