In the city i've been told, on the streets their hearts gone cold See the look on they're face, a sign of aggression mixed with hate In the gutter they feel pride, its they're home they will not hide Choose the words that you speak, theres no pity on the streets Switchblade kids Die, honor Death or glory is what they say, no regard for life's their way Reckless youth it is no lie, and your not scared to die Race to face with hostility, a path that follows agony Fate and anger, seeing red and you'll be left for dead