| I can’t believe I took it this far, this time
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| I told myself, I should be smart and not blind
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| Bang, bang, bang, down we went today
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| Lord, I think there’s something wrong
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| Bang, bang, bang, another bullet went astray
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| Another soul dead and gone
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| I heard a gun the other day
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| It spoke to me and told me power
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| Was the only thing that we could lose
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| So don’t be afraid to let it shower
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| On them, if they ever run up at my door
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| It came with a red dot, for sure shot, and a silencer on the low
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| I had to stop and pause and think about it
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| While it gave me its resume
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| Told me no better way to protect myself
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| In this world we live in
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| Cause they killing up women and children
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| Ain’t nothing like having one on hand
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| Cause if you draw down first you’ll be the man
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| Then you’ll pop your trunk and demand
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| That respect, if they neglect, in the club
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| When they touched my queen they didn’t know what we had was love
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| And it’ll never be the same cause you’ll throw it in my face just because
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| So I’ll pop my trunk once again
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| For her heart I’ll defend
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| And I’ll let it rain on them, The Banana clip theory
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| I can’t believe I took it this far, this time
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| I told myself, I should be smart and not blind
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| Bang, bang, bang, down we went today
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| Lord, I think there’s something wrong
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| Bang, bang, bang, another bullet went astray
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| Another soul dead and gone
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| I heard he just killed a man, I think he was a father, I know he was a brother
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| Because his sis said that, they gon' retaliate tomorrow
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| The doors still revolvin; |
| gun shop
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| You looking for the kinda clip that don’t stop
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| Cause you heard the jack boys coming for the very spot
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| That you opened up on they block
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| They wore red but you bang blue, they drove by but they ain’t shoot
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| Till you was outside with the whole fam, havin' brews, talkin shit,
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| eatin' barbeque
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| Duck and dodge, but it ain’t safe, you hit the corner but they gave chase
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| And double back cause you got away
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| But your little cousin got hit
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| Sleepin in his baby crib
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| No CPR cause it’s too late
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| So you cry, but you bounce back
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| Your reply is to get the gat
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| It’s an eye for an eye till it’s jet black
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| The only way you’ll survive in your mind is to stay strapped
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| So you act out
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| They’ll call you soft if you back out
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| So you roll your window down and you black out
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| They next day they’ll be back 'round
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| The Banana Clip Theory
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| I can’t believe I took it this far, this time
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| I told myself, I should be smart and not blind
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| Bang, bang, bang, down we went today
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| Lord, I think there’s something wrong
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| Bang, bang, bang, another bullet went astray
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| Another soul dead and gone |