Crack Baby

Crack Baby: A Heart-Wrenching Tale of Struggle and Survival
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Lyrics

When I was young, I knew this kid

Introduction of a person from the speaker's past

And his life was always madness

Describes the chaotic life of the mentioned person

His mum was on them crack rocks

Person's mother is addicted to crack cocaine

When he was young, his Dad left

Person's father left when they were young

Kids would call him 'have-not'

Person is labeled as 'have-not' by peers

And worse, I bet you can guess

Subject to negative name-calling (scummy, tramp, jack-pot)

Scummy, tramp, jack-pot

Continuation of negative labels

His mum's still at the crack spot

Mention of the person's mother still involved in drug use

He's hungry and he's hacked off

Person is hungry and frustrated

There's blood all down his tracktop

Describes physical injuries and struggles

Them bullies caught him slipping

Incident of bullying and violence

He curls up when they're kicking

Person reacts defensively to physical attack

Punching, biting, spitting

Details of the violent encounter

Now there's phones out with the cams on

Mentions onlookers recording the incident

He dies some more inside

Internal emotional pain during the incident

Then he cries when he gets stamped on

Emotional response to being physically hurt

It's damn wrong

Expresses disapproval of the situation

Any part of him that was man's gone

Loss of personal identity and dignity

They finally knocked him out, he saw a light and thought he'd found God

Person knocked out, briefly believing in a divine presence

Only then to wake, right back inside this town, lost

Reality sets in, person remains lost in their town

Cold but he don't care much, his only friend was Jack Frost

Reference to a cold environment, only friend is Jack Frost

His skinny little frame aches

Physical pain and discomfort described

There's cuts upon his grazed face

Details of injuries

Trying to find a safe way home, that may be long

Struggling to find a safe way home

He looks above and screams "Why'd you bring this hell on me?"

Expresses frustration and questions fate

At night I try and sleep but can't, I hear this song

Speaker hears the person's story in a recurring song


I ain't seen no man falling like a raindrop

Describes the bleakness of the town

There's no life to live here, this town is a graveyard

Comparison of the town to a graveyard

Well every day the problem seems to multiply

Problematic situations in the town are increasing

And everybody's keeping busy getting by

People busy trying to survive in difficult circumstances

Well if you listen closely you can hear them cry

The speaker can hear the collective cry of the city

It's just my city's lullaby

Describes the town as the speaker's lullaby


Years pass and he was chilling

Repetition of previous themes and events in the person's life

On this park bench spitting

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Freestyling to himself

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About his life, that it was hell

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When this crazy local villain

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Sat down and told him "Listen

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I've seen how hard your life has been, I think it's time I helped"

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If you like, you'll work for me, the boys will welcome you as well

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If you've got beef then we've got beef, we'll ride on them with shells

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You never deserved the cards you got

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Here's your chance to passed them off

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Take a gamble, cast the rod

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It's time you showed this world

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Says "Yeah man, fuck it

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I might as well be thugging

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This life has gave me nothing"

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Can feel inside himself, the accumulated hatred

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Was soon replacing basic

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Human moods a face with

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A past and you can tell

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But it's all about his future now

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Olders got him moving round

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Running guns, moving grams

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Flick-knife on his belt

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He's dying to use his blade though

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For years you made him scapegoat

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Now take note, you try him now, you're getting straight poked (Oh well)

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I ain't seen no man falling like a raindrop

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There's no life to live here, this town is a graveyard

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Well every day the problem seems to multiply

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And everybody's keeping busy getting by

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Well if you listen closely you can hear them cry

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It's just my city's lullaby

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He's the man now, stand down

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He's shotting up this mad town

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Taxing other shotters with yoggers and his mad pals

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I called him Sonic, wherever he went there was always tales

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Of clarat and vomit, I think he's trying to even the scale

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He feels euphoric, a hoodrat that was beaten down ironically giving the beatings now

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It's all evened out, a child that was screaming out

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Is a man with an evil scowl

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Oh shit! What's this?

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Someone that he's seen in town

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Used to punch him around (ho)

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Now he's reaching around (yo)

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And his heater is out so

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Now he's blasting rounds

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And his target's down

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Like Warren in Barking town

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And he's laughing proud

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His heart is drowned

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Nobody can save him now

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He's a monster made by man, Mary Shelly ain't around

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So this ain't no act of fiction

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When I find these words and fix 'em

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To the page to make you see where this child went off the rails (I'm done now)

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I ain't seen no man falling like a raindrop

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There's no life to live here, this town is a graveyard

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Well every day the problem seems to multiply

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And everybody's keeping busy getting by

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Well if you listen closely you can hear them cry

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It's just my city's lullaby

Reiteration of the town being a graveyard and its impact on its residents

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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