Kids standing in the streets Angry faces and weapons on their feet Broken step broken bottles on the ground Tension's thick you can feel it all around A bottle flies someone falls to the ground There's a pool of blood and there's fighting all around Blood runs hot and no one asks why Runs like the respect that they always get denied Dead end boys they push out to keep us down So we stick together so we don't get pushed around Dead end boys you say but what'd you expect At the bottom of the ladder you take what you can get Standing by each other's the way it's got to be Not turning on your brothers like the ones we always see No knife in your back every time your back is turned What you give you get, get respect and don't get burned The papers show the hatred but not the fire in our eyes Show the violence in the streets but don't ask why We'll take their lies take their abuse and we deal with it all Cause at the end of the day we still stand tall Dead end boys in the streets Dead end boys weapons on their feet Dead end boys won't keep us down Dead end boys won't push us down