In The Streets Of Boston

Got a bleak perspective, I'm a streetwise man
Going wowhere with my life
Careening toward an early death, a streetwise man
On the corner every night
So brace for impact, brace for impact
Brace-for impact, why don't you brace
The end is coming, no time for running
Dealing drugs to little kids, a streetwise man
Selling death and making cash
Pulling scams and moving bids, a streetwise man.
Society has called my bluff tonight
So brace for impact, brace for impact
Brace for impact, why don't you brace
The end is coming, no time for running
The end is coming, no time for running now!