Guns In America – Eric IQ Gray
Pop and drop who did it thats life in the big city
You aim and shot fired aha Yeah miss me
Gun sport New York life expectancy short
Read it in the new paper young dude shot my neighbor
If live past today Lord Yo I'm grateful
Now the good dying young because of fire arms
Now dudes is poppin off they don't care who they off
I'm now I'm living in the land of free but we lost
Uh hey boss tell me how much that bazooka cost
Cause I got a family and I'm protecting them by any cost
Trespa** and thats your a** in a blue flash
Call the morgue cause there's a body here for sure k**a
Right here's a war zone
I'm duckin' the pops on the blocks and them over zealous cops
That use their stop and frisk to justify their d**h wish
And disrespect the hood and write us off as statistics
Uh Trayvon Martin uh ani't it obvious
Shawn Bell yeah they know its obvious
When I walk out I watch my back for what ever
Cause I don't know when or if you're pulling your weapon
This the way it's going down in everybodys area
Thats they way it is Gun In America
Body after body Yo d**h after d**h
It like dam in a few it ain't going to be no more Blackmen left
It's the American way full of body lynching and ammo's
They call us animals while they pushin weapons sitting on panels
Diplomats pushin tanks and missiles
So it is true that the sword is weaker then the pen and pencil
I stop and think write my word and tap my temple
And imagine peace and love like the great John Lennon
I do understand that them guns in demand
And I do understand they don't want to give peace a chance
Uh Dear Mr. President what happen to change and transparence
No disrespect its like your balls in their hands chief
Quick to war with the stock pillage in storage
But when it comes to dying people the NRA ignore us
It the wild, Wild West so protect your neck
Strap on your Teflon and live on stronger
The young gifted and strapped the target and the market
The eye on the dollar bill seeing it for real ill
Watching the blood spill from New York to Amityville
When I walk out I watch my back for what ever
Cause I don't know when or if you're pulling your weapon
This the way it's going down in everybody's area
That's they way it is Gun In America
I'm living way past your hunting seasoning
And when you pulled my ride over you didn't have a good reasoning
I see your hand on your gun
And dam when I tried to evoke my rights thats when i got stunned
The jokes in the volts 5 0 said I lunged for his weapon
They shot me on the ground when I was trembling and defenseless
See in the court of they law they all got gun's
And when they rob and steal
They all get pardon for and whoever they k**
See the aircraft carriers in the no fly gone areas
With the F16 ready to hit not miss
With their kids back home in the US on a grand theft Auto bliss
Young gifted and strapped the target and the market
The eyes on the dollar bill seeing it for real ill
Watching the blood spill from New York to Amityville
Uh Trayvon Martin uh ain't it obvious
When I walk out I watch my back for what ever
Cause I don't know when or if you're pulling your weapon
This the way it's going down in everybody's area
That's they way it is Gun In America