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[You gotta ‘em separated]

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…

Hey man you talking back to me?

Take him out

You gotta keep ‘em

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 anytime

Hey come out and play

By the time you hear the siren

It’s already too late

One goes to the morgue and the others to jail

One guys 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

You never ending spree of death and violence and hate

Is gonna

Tie your own rope, Tie your own rope, Tie your own rope

Hey man you talking back to me?

Take him out

You gotta keep ‘em

Hey man you disrespecting me?

Take him out

You gotta keep ‘em separated