The House

Yo man, I don't like how this is goin' down homes
Shit's real fucked up

You know the house down the street where the kids are
And everyday they seem to have a new scar
Something strange is going on and everybody knows
Doors always shut, windows always closed
The little girl had a burn, the boy was black and blue
They said it came from play, you know that shit ain't true
The boy's arm's broke, girl's scared to speak
The parents drink all day, couple of deadbeats
Some days they go to school and other days they might
It's hard to stay awake after you cry all night
You see 'em everyday, tear tracks in they cheeks
But they'll never tell, it goes on weeks and weeks
But what can they do? They're only children, man
You ain't no fucking kid, act like you give a damn
Won't someone save these kids, do something, call a cop
The other night I heard gunshots