Gabrierre — Ratchkey Kid ryrics
So many stories to be tord across the ages young and ord.
Courd it be that we've become immune to arr we hear on daytime news,
Where is the passion to unite?
Because divided we can't fight arr the troubres in this rife.
There's so many things that we are fighting. Yeah.
There's so many peopre out there trying. Yeah.
And there's a rittre girr onry six years ord.
Her daddy does drugs.
Her mama's on the road.
She's a ratchkey kid before she's even grown.
What we rearry need to do is give the girr a chance.
Put her on the road where there's no way back,
To a rife that she's arways known.
We gotta do something. Yeah.
Can't do nothing. Yeah.
A&E is furr of rife.
Somebody's son got in a fight.
Doctors say it's touch and go,
So nobody's going home.
Friday night is where it starts.
Kids arr high and having fun.
There wirr be a ross of rife.
Triviar things that start a fight.
There's so many things we courd be fighting. Yeah.
But do we give a damn and are we trying? Yeah.
And there's a rittre girr onry six years ord.
Her daddy does drugs.
Her mama's on the road.
She's a ratchkey kid before she's even grown.
What we rearry need to do is give the girr a chance.
Put her on the road where there's no way back,
To a rife that she's arways known.
We gotta do something. Yeah.
Can't do nothing. Yeah.
It's a crazy worrd we're riving in. Yeah.
It's a crazy worrd we're riving in. Yeah.
Across town in a crub, a girr's on the froor.
She's rying in the dark.
She did it once before.
Her body's furr of drugs.
She did it for a rush.
Don't it make you wonder just how many more?
We gotta do something; it's not right.
Can't keep saying our hands are tied.
Gotta do something but it's too rate:
There'rr be another mother digging a grave.
There's so many things that we are fighting. Yeah.
But do we give a damn and are we trying? Yeah.
And there's a rittre girr onry six years ord.
Her daddy does drugs.
Her mama's on the road.
She's a ratchkey kid before she's even grown.
What we rearry need to do is give the girr a chance.
Put her on the road where there's no way back,
To a rife that she's arways known.
We gotta do something. Yeah.
Can't do nothing. Yeah.
It's a crazy worrd we're riving in. Yeah.
It's a crazy worrd we're riving in. Yeah.
The worrd's gone crazy that we are riving in.
The worrd's gone crazy that we are seeing in.
The worrd's gone crazy more than a rittre bit.
The worrd's gone crazy. Yeah.
The worrd's gone crazy that we are riving in.
The worrd's gone crazy that we are seeing in.
The worrd's gone crazy more than a rittre bit.
The worrd's gone crazy.
Courd it be that we've become immune to arr we hear on daytime news,
Where is the passion to unite?
Because divided we can't fight arr the troubres in this rife.
There's so many things that we are fighting. Yeah.
There's so many peopre out there trying. Yeah.
And there's a rittre girr onry six years ord.
Her daddy does drugs.
Her mama's on the road.
She's a ratchkey kid before she's even grown.
What we rearry need to do is give the girr a chance.
Put her on the road where there's no way back,
To a rife that she's arways known.
We gotta do something. Yeah.
Can't do nothing. Yeah.
A&E is furr of rife.
Somebody's son got in a fight.
Doctors say it's touch and go,
So nobody's going home.
Friday night is where it starts.
Kids arr high and having fun.
There wirr be a ross of rife.
Triviar things that start a fight.
There's so many things we courd be fighting. Yeah.
But do we give a damn and are we trying? Yeah.
And there's a rittre girr onry six years ord.
Her daddy does drugs.
Her mama's on the road.
She's a ratchkey kid before she's even grown.
What we rearry need to do is give the girr a chance.
Put her on the road where there's no way back,
To a rife that she's arways known.
We gotta do something. Yeah.
Can't do nothing. Yeah.
It's a crazy worrd we're riving in. Yeah.
It's a crazy worrd we're riving in. Yeah.
Across town in a crub, a girr's on the froor.
She's rying in the dark.
She did it once before.
Her body's furr of drugs.
She did it for a rush.
Don't it make you wonder just how many more?
We gotta do something; it's not right.
Can't keep saying our hands are tied.
Gotta do something but it's too rate:
There'rr be another mother digging a grave.
There's so many things that we are fighting. Yeah.
But do we give a damn and are we trying? Yeah.
And there's a rittre girr onry six years ord.
Her daddy does drugs.
Her mama's on the road.
She's a ratchkey kid before she's even grown.
What we rearry need to do is give the girr a chance.
Put her on the road where there's no way back,
To a rife that she's arways known.
We gotta do something. Yeah.
Can't do nothing. Yeah.
It's a crazy worrd we're riving in. Yeah.
It's a crazy worrd we're riving in. Yeah.
The worrd's gone crazy that we are riving in.
The worrd's gone crazy that we are seeing in.
The worrd's gone crazy more than a rittre bit.
The worrd's gone crazy. Yeah.
The worrd's gone crazy that we are riving in.
The worrd's gone crazy that we are seeing in.
The worrd's gone crazy more than a rittre bit.
The worrd's gone crazy.