The Hoodlums Rap

The streets of New York are a dangerous place:
Red flags to the right,
Blue flags to the left.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--Do you see the scars upon his face?

An ungodly amount of love;
A crypt on the streets.
Another real face in the obituary.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--A white girls passion with the courage of a thug.

This story is simple and very true,
As were all the tears shed.
Some say it was a predictable future.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--They got away: Who?

A big-mouth white girl is what she was.
Feared all that she saw;
No one would ever see her jump.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--He changed her forever, as death does.

Red flags made a plan: she was to die.
She knew nothing at all.
Left unharmed was the thugs only goal.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--Fill her lungs with air: Thee angel of mine.

He held her and kissed her just hours before.
A delectable fragrance in her hair: Obsession.
She has no idea why he acts so strange.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--"Sweetheart, I'll always love you more."

An uneasy feeling and a gunshot of hate.
Emptiness: A river ran dry.
He was only one call away, right?
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--The white girl knew her love was at stake.

Screaming in all directions;
The silence of night turned to chaos.
A body lay over a puddle of blood.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--A vapid stare is her confession.

Tears weld up in her eyes.
A life changing love;
A one way mirror.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--Guilt: Why him and not I?

This is a hoodlums rap, you see.
Beauty is held in the eyes of death.
The thug is somewhere safe forever, but what about the white girl?
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust--The white girl has died; The white girl is me.