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Oh, you think that you are tough

I tell you man you ain't so rough

Fear of life, no life what's left to remain.

It is your life you'll have to pay,

'Cause crack is your story of the day

Out of the alley's on the midnight streets.

That's where the pushers and the junkies meet.

Buy yourself high, you'll die without a name.

It is your life you'll have to pay,

'Cause crack is your story of the day.

The sands of were running low,

You didn't care or didn't know.

A final shot, you died without a name.

It was your life you had to pay,

'Cause crack was your story of the day.