Where the Story Ends - Blazin' Squad

I just want you to listen,

troubled minds of the troubled times, keep yourself together, don’t listen to other peeps,

cause a lot can happen on the streets, and peer pressure is a killer so listen

to there wide

words that i preach, it aint safe out there, i know this from experience,

coz this is serious,

and that’s how lives get messed up, i took this time to, just eight bars to explain to the kids

whats up.

You’re livin in dangerous minds, dangerous times, thug life, you’re growing up on the street,

all that crime, i’ve been there before, i’ve been through it, i realise the

pain, im drawn into

it, it feels terrible, when you’re on another level, to the rest of them,

trainers, clothes,

you’re not in with the trend, it’s just a teenage beef thats bothering you,

its just a phase in life you’ll have to go through.

You know i never will amount to you, but is it pain you gotta put me through,

you know i never

will live up to you, and all that you do, you never tell your enemies from

friends, and life

will never be the same again, you never know where the story ends,

thats right my friend, thats

where the story ends.

I hear these things again and again and again, dress to impress for a friend,

all it does

everytime i hear will it ever stop, it just sends me round the bend,

it ain’t easy to be a teenager, i should know it puts your life in danger, do you ever really think

that it will stop,

all the muggings and the bullys and wepons i think not.

I can sit and write lyrics all day, but my teenage problems never fade away,

my fasion sence

never lead astray, my smell, my phone is what portrays, the person that i am,

the person that is me, whatever you believe, imagine or percieve, a brethren or a chief,

educated or naive, my popularity brings, friends and enemies.

Teenage life you’ve gotta deal with it somehow, no point in complaining gotta

live with it somehow, unfair job but you’re still with it somehoe, it aint fair but you’ve

gotta get through

it somehow, all the teenagers that have had enough, that are tired of scuffs

and just want love,

just take some time unleash your mind and you will find it somehow.

What’s wrong kid could be making it, teenager in trouble and you’re hatin it,

you wanna leave

the crowd your with, lead your own life, but i know you’re scared of it,

in a week there’s 7

days 168 hours and a million ways, everyday’s different but your life will

change, trust me it will never stay the same again.

Growing up seems so hard when you’re young, you never wanna listen always wanna

have fun, try

to make things right but it soons wrong, people say the best years come when

you’re young, you

never listen to what people say, always wanna try and do things n your own way,

never think

straight always play life as a game and in the end it’s another life thrown

away.

Teenage troubles thoughts that run through your head, trying to impress cause

of what your

mates said, wanna get in the crowd you aint got the clothes so you’re out for a teenager thats

what lifes about, the pressure of the drugs violence and racism that faces them

its a partof

life dont ruin it for yourself or you might end up by yourself.

You think about back in the day, of what you could have had but you threw it away, to be the

top boy on the street, to be the boy everybody wanted to be, cant you see.