Stop The Nonsense

I see youngsters little teenagers

Walking around with beepers and pagers

And who's beeping them? Oh it's the boss

Making sure no one is taking a loss

On his multi-thousand dollar operation

But how does he thank them for their participation

Whatever the pay, it's still not enough

Cause what they got into is some serious stuff

Hours a day back and forth on the strip

Sending customers far on a trip

And this roots of all evil brings about war

Cause you wanna open up another crack store

Children can't play in the parks and things

Because a stray bullet might be headed for the swings

You never though about that, oh I guess not

All you thought about was owning your own spot

To putting more and more people to sleep

But ya heading for a pothole six feet deep

You see the problem has gotten more serious

and the community is getting more furious

Get it deep in your head I told you so

It goes way beyond just saying no

Chorus: Stop the nonsense

Remember Steve with the blue Jag?

They found him cut up and stuffed in a bag

He had his own operation uptown

And there was plenty other drug dealers he would cut down

In other words he was living foul

Shootin up neighborhoods acting wild

He said he had to protect his drug trade

Which we manufactured throughout arcades

He made sure his enemies felt the pain

WHoever he felt was a threat, got slain

Like Donna, who was only sixteen

And she was employed on another drug scene

She try to set up a hit on Steve

But he sliced her throat until she could not breathe

This is what happens when you deal

You don't care on who you got to kill

I might walk outside and get shot

Because I live next door to a drug spot

And I don't need this stuff in my vicinity

Of me being shot for mistaken identity

This is the stuff that Steve was on

Now he's dead long and gone

Chorus: With his old nonsense