.[Verse 1: William Cooper]
You can hear the strings of the violin welcome me in
Feels like the pain under your skin when you livinâ in sin
Sounds of a dirty syringe, heroin gonâ swim
Polluting the souls of the project kids
Born to drug fiends, growinâ up to jail bids
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