| Running away, that is not my forte
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| Don’t bring it to me. |
| Or my way
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| I know the sight of a gun makes you squeamish
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| Can’t help it I was born in Texas
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| Keep my head on a swivel and alert
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| What it’s worth, it’s a perk we assigned guns at birth not absurd.
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| That we choose to keep it on our hip
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| Inside the waistband with the siggy sig sig
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| Smith & Wesson we don’t say it for the bragging/ I’d rather have and not needed
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| than need it and not happen to have it
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| Sorry. |
| It’s you I don’t need
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| Can’t help me nor save me
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| That nine, gives me some peace of mind
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| Can’t threaten me nor phase me
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| Gun control what they spout
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| Funny ‘cause control is all it’s bout
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| Let me be as clear as can be
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| I don’t care about what the other countries do, what that gotta do with me
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| My voice. |
| My choice. |
| He’s scared. |
| Unprepared
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| I don’t care that you’re scared of a rifle
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| You don’t even know what’s a magazine
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| Pipe down!
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| The police don’t protect and you march
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| You’re scared of AR’s and you want me disarmed
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| Don’t get it twisted if I had to I’d box but you are my enemy bro both you and
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| the cops
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| My first take’s to de-escalate but don’t make the mistake of threatening me or
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| my family if you value your chest space
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| ‘cause I’m shooting center mass |