Slayer
Expendable Youth [Decade of Aggression]
Gun down cold on a raw deal
Home turf my battlefield
In no one's way caught in a crossfire
Stray bullets can kill
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Expendable youths
Fighting for possession
Having control the principle obsession
Rivalry and retribution
Death the only solution
Injured soul on the hard ground
Head blown off face down
Lying in a pool of blood
An accidental death homicide
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Struggling to survive
The drug induced warfare
To have control and principle obsession
Expendable youth fighting for possession
Violence is only a friend