the times

Well some kid got the lock down
Cause he got flip with an officer
No you dont do that in this town
Unless you can bail yourself out
Some kids got the kick down
Fightin straights from
Fenway Park
But who was in the right now
And who still feels the scars?
Whoah, pick yourself up now, lets go
Now when we come to your town
Aint no one gonna be a thug
But were gonna have a lot of words now
So ya tough hoods listen up
I seen ya drinkin down the river
I seen ya fightin at the shows
I seen em crawl from every niche around
And then Ive seen em go
These are the times
And I dont care how it happens
Things just gotta change
Are you in it for a lifetime
Are you giving back what you take
Is what Im saying sinking in
Or is it just another wasted day
Theres one thing that they got that we aint got
Its the long arm of the law
When the mace came out
I clutched the ground
Then they kicked me up some more
Pick it up punk