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Night falls in the city,they gather round the corner

I the hell pit on the block

Ten bucks to get through the door

The shooting gallery open to escape reality

A living hell you shall find

Women & children living in disgust with their kind

Social degenerates lying on the floor

Sweating in horror,wondering where's my next fix

A morbid reality & they don't care

Rat infested dwelling,it's their Lair

Escape poverty's existence,the drug's the trick

Welcome to hells haven,get your fix

Killing,stealing to get money

Pimping little children,wasting youth for a buck

What lurks in the urban mind

The cold sweat & flashbacks,haunting every time

Take a trip,shoot to the moon

A junkie with his quart,syringe & his spoon

In a circle pass the needle to the next

The needle has no mercy on who's blood that it infects

Withdraw hits you in the face

Lost in the addiction,just a loser you're a waste

The welfare checks are gone

Your families starving cause of the prick marks on your arm

You need more shit to survive

With no money & no future,death is at your door

A walking corpse in search of a fix

Slowly dying of the aids caused by heroin for kicks

A morbid reality,the urban scare

Stay away from hells haven,the junkies lair

Drugs aren't the answer you will find

Image what goes on in the addicts mind