He was born on the roadside Where hopelessness breeds Where pride is hard to come by And violence fills a need Lord, what will the answer be? Lookin' from his point of view 'Cause here on these desperate streets Better a short lived legend Then a long life played for a fool Homeboy wants to rule the hot town But the innocent will fall Santa Ana blows across the killin' ground Sweeps away what mercy is left to be found A child on a corner, instrument of greed Seduced without knowing the harsh reality Lord, what will the answer be? Is there nothing we can do? To save him on these desperate streets Better a long life of tryin' Than a short life playin' to lose Homeboy wants to rule the hot town But the innocent will fall Santa Ana blows across the killin' ground Sweeps away what mercy is left to be found Nowhere, nowhere to be found Lord, what will the answer be? Is there nothing You can do? To save us on these desperate streets Better a long life of tryin' Than a shorter life playin' to lose Homeboy wants to rule the hot town But the innocent will fall Well, Santa Ana blows across the killin' ground Sweeps away what mercy is left to be found Nowhere, nowhere to be found, nowhere