On a muggy night

In the north end in july

A kid named Joseph Beeper Spence

Took a shotgun blast to the back

And died

There by the cp tracks

Along the great divide you see

Fought two native gangs

Called the deuce and the i p

Dances with warriors

Hatred between slaves

They kill each other off

We all get saved

I can ＇ t help but think

His mother ＇ s tears

Beeper Spence was thirteen

In the northern frontier

A van crossed the bridge that night

And stopped at flora avenue

When Beeper thought

They ＇ d lost their way

Walked over to see

What he could do

＂ Are you i p ＂

＂ straight up ＂ he ＇ d say

Even if it wasn ＇ t true

＂ Bust a cap in his ass ＂

He turned to run

Heard the blast

Then he was through

The kids in the van

Weren ＇ t much older than him

Couldn ＇ t tell the difference

By the colour of their skin

One thing in common

And one thing was real clear

Their future was ended

In the northern frontier

Dances with warriors

Hatred between slaves

They cut each other

Down and no one is safe

Jeff Giles is cut down

In his 22nd year

Trying to stop an i p robbery

In the northern frontier