Grenades in there eyes & death is there prize Peace will arise and destroy there lies There are bombs standing on the corners of the cities Waiting to explode at the slightest touch Baggy stand street boys stand cocked ready to fire Their eyes are grenades & the pin is about to be pulled 'BOOM' the brother went off Pressure pulled the trigger and the brother became a nigger and nobody could figure how it happened, what went wrong Grenades in there eyes & death is there prize Peace will arise and destroy there lies What went wrong, he had a chance somebody even loved him,even told him he was better than most But he went off, chains rattled inside his brain & the sky was filled with clouds that day,that didn't even bring rain. That just the illusion that something was coming,so he became a gun. That he could hide in a jacket & make believe he had an erection all the time. He could penetrate anything,his tongue was a curse, his attitude was a bullet. And he'd shoot you down without a second thought, Grenades in there eyes & death is there prize Peace will arise and destroy there lies He became G.I. Joe killing his family not the enemy, a human gun,made & manufactured in the United Snakes of America .There are bombs standing on the corner of the cities,waiting to explode at the slightest touch,baggy stand street boys stand cocked ready to fire.their eyes are grenades. Grenades in there eyes & death is there prize Peace will arise and destroy there lies They are warriors looking for a rites of passage,they are young lions enchanted by the sound of their roar.They are diamonds treated like worthless stones They are rivers with no where to run,they are dreams unfulfilled,desires buried in remains of an abandon soul.They are the beauty of Spring, blinded by the snow-storms of Winter.Soon they will see their beauty,their strength, their love & like the rivers flow into the sea, they will unite as one.Then our voice will be more powerful than a gun,& as we speak we will get things done. Grenades in there eyes & death is there prize Peace will arise and destroy there lies Grenades in there eyes & death is there prize Peace will arise and destroy there lies Grenades in there eyes & death is there prize Peace will arise and destroy there lies Grenades in there eyes & death is there prize Peace will arise and destroy there lies