Broken Homes is a gritty gangsta rap that dives deep into the harsh realities of parents neglecting their responsibilities, leading to a generation of children lost to crime. With powerful lyrics and a complex rhyme scheme, this track addresses the cycle of violence and desperation that comes from ignoring the importance of raising children in a nurturing environment.
Intro:
(Short instrumental breaks with deep bass and haunting melody)
Verse 1:
Yo, raised in the gutter, no love in sight,
Parents too busy, out ’til late at night,
Kids left alone, streets raising the young,
Dreams turning to nightmares, and the songs go unsung.
Got a father in prison, mother doping up,
Whispers in the alleyways, ain't no growing up,
Little man strapped, thinking he got a plan,
But the only way out is to run from the man.
Hook:
Broken homes, shattered dreams, livin' in the dark,
Children turn to crime, lost their way, lost their spark,
It's a cycle of pain, heart heavy with regret,
Raise ‘em right or watch ‘em dive into a life of debt.
Verse 2:
Dions on the corner, slingin’ bags for cash,
Learned it from the streets, saw it happen real fast,
Mama at the bar, can’t remember his name,
Just another kid caught up in a life of shame.
School ain't a choice, got no books in the bag,
Only lessons they learn are to fight and to brag,
Nothin’ but trouble, ain’t got no escape,
Every move they make puts ’em closer to fate.
Hook:
Broken homes, shattered dreams, livin' in the dark,
Children turn to crime, lost their way, lost their spark,
It's a cycle of pain, heart heavy with regret,
Raise ‘em right or watch ‘em dive into a life of debt.
Verse 3:
Now they out here wildin’, got the streets on fire,
No vision, no hope, just a desperate desire,
To find somethin' real in a world full of lies,
But all they see is prison or a life on the rise.
Wanna break free, wanna make a change,
But the system's designed to keep ‘em all contained,
So they fight for respect, but it’s a violent game,
Watch the innocence fade; it’s a damn shame.
Hook:
Broken homes, shattered dreams, livin' in the dark,
Children turn to crime, lost their way, lost their spark,
It's a cycle of pain, heart heavy with regret,
Raise ‘em right or watch ‘em dive into a life of debt.
Outro:
(Instrumental fades out, deep echoing voice)
Gotta take responsibility, it ain't just a game,
Lives on the line, can’t be one and the same,
If we turn our backs, it’ll just get worse,
Let’s change the narrative before they’re cursed.
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Theme: ( about how people having kids without taking responsibility of raising their kids the right way and it's turning them kids into criminals).
Rhyme Scheme and Vocabulary: (Complex, street vocabulary and relatable).
Genre: (Gangsta Rap).
Structure: (Short Instrumental intro), (verse 1, Hook, verse 2, hook, verse 3, hook, outro).
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