Stone Cold World Songtext
von A.L.T.

The east side of town is where the shit went down
Shells on the ground, and people standing all around
Looking at a six year old kid who got hit
Knowing that spooky was the target

And things gotta change on the streets
As I look at the body I see blood seeping through the sheets
And gangbangers need their ass kicked
′Cause there's a mother right now out shopping for a casket
Cause the gun was in the hand of a child
Instead of in school, he was out acting wild
And he was down for his clique
Out on the street, he got his parents worried sick
He got one-time knocking at the door
Take him out in cuffs, mama′s crying on the floor

And on the other side of town
A baby gets lowered in the ground


Mothers crying, children dying
Living life so old, but you're still so young
Understanding, all the problems of this world
So cold, stone cold, stone cold

A full moon was out when them fools rolled by
A shotgun blast lit up the sky
They jumped Tini in the clique that night
And he was down for some shit that night
A.44 mag, a stolen Jag
And somebody's gonna catch a body bag

And oh, did I mention?
You don′t come through the hood with the wrong intention
He rolled up their street
Another little vato six feet deep
And now he′s up in the pen
Wondering who, why, and when, and who's his friend
And he′s driving his mama insane
Yeah, she's sick, but she still goes miles on the train
To visit his ass in jail
Yesterday Tini hung himself in his cell


Mothers crying, children dying
Living life so old, but you′re still so young
Understanding, all the problems of this world
So cold, stone cold, stone cold

Mama did her best to raise me right
She worked day and night, but still got the fright
Of losing her third son 'cause two went down
And if she had some money she would leave this town

But she′s stuck in a factory, man
Damn, I hate to see the blisters on her hands
And pops left back in '73
But if he comes back he got to deal with me
He probably don't know that two of his sons

Fell victim to handguns
And mama, she be working like a slave, right?
And Sunday she took a few flowers to the grave site
And here I am hanging on the streets
A shot rang out in the summer heat
My body got numb, my throat was dry
The last thing I heard was my mama′s cry

Mothers crying, children dying
Living life so old, but you′re still so young
Understanding, all the problems of this world
So cold, stone cold, stone cold

So much pain, so much sorrow
Tears falling from your eyes
When your brother dies
What's going on?