Cruising down the streets under those neon lights Waving at them pretty girls Did that every Friday night! It was me and brother Pete, We were looking for a fight Pete swung when he had the chance, Ghetto kids in the heat of the night And came the Phoenix police Guns drown and waving in the air Mexican kid bleeding on the grouund Me and Pip, we ain't going anywhere! I swear next time They ain't gonna take us alive And they ain't gonna take us alive next time! Next boy, Angel went up dying For me and my brothers it's over too Judge said two less... You gonna spend your last days wearing blue! I'mma gonna miss my sweet Marie. Yeah I'm gonna miss 7th Avenue In this streets you ain't got a chance Nothing anyone can ever do! I swear next time They ain't gonna take us alive And they ain't gonna take us alive next time! Counting days in Yuma prison Yeah Pete is down on that Winslow crew Tell our mother it ain't worth crying Thought I'd be dead by 22. I still miss my sweet Marie Yeah, I still miss 7th Avenue In here you ain't got a chance Nothing anyone can ever do! I swear next time They ain't gonna take us alive And they ain't gonna take us alive next time!