| Money makes a man and that’s a crime
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| If we all were rich, we’d spend more time
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| With our daughters and sons, they’re losing their minds
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| We all feel hurt, here’s mine, hear me now
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| Cause, no guns are allowed, in here tonight
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| We’re gonna have a free-for-all, no fights
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| I wanna get lost in the crowd, in here tonight
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| I need to hear my thoughts, turn the music up loud
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| Let the music play, me don’t want no more gunplay
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| When the bodies hit the ground, there’s nothing left to say, ay, ay Me don’t want to see no more innocent blood shed
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| Me don’t want to see no more youth dead
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| Come hear me now
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| No guns are allowed, in here tonight
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| We’re gonna have a free-for-all, no fights
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| I wanna get lost in the crowd, in here tonight
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| I need to hear my thoughts, turn the music up loud
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, news from back home
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| This when it hurts to be gone
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| Two more young names to be carved out of stone
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| One summer day that went horribly wrong
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| Got my dawg on the phone
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| Cryin' and sayin' to leave him alone, but I’m not leavin' his side
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| I know that somebody died, somebody’s child
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| Some people ducked down and some people hide
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| Some people just cannot react in time
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| Bullets do not choose a victim
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| It is the shooter that picks 'em
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| They just can’t wait to get you in the system
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| The district attorney could use a conviction
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| Told you no guns and then you didn’t listen
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| Life is so heavy with that on your soul
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| Dedicate this to Shyanne and Josh
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| And pour sumthin' out for the lives that they stole
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| No guns are allowed, in here tonight
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| We’re gonna have a free-for-all, no fights
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| I wanna get lost in the crowd, in here tonight
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| I need to hear my thoughts, turn the music up loud
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| Money makes a man and that’s a crime
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| Money makes a man and that’s a crime
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| I wanna get lost in the crowd, in here tonight |