311 - Guns (are for *******) lyrics

Here comes the thunder down under We're natural wonders Night falls when we leave All you feel's the hunger Sunrises, people of all shapes and sizes Dig on the decade, realize it's funky No matter, this rude boy still got that swagger My ears have heard all these crews but we're badder Interracial, special, positive beings I am I be a cool awakening It's gettin' hectic, the metrics, the body electric Everybody in worn out blue jeans or tacky dresses This is the city we've reached, we've come to Go unrecognized on the corner or make moves All the lights are red, all the poets dead A familiar nightmare appears in my head Times are a-changin', myself, I'm rearrangin' Dream eight-thousand-five-twelve all blazin' (Born to act out) Paranoid with a gat (Born to act out) Think you know where it's at (Born to act out) But you're lookin' like a sissy (Born to act out) Guns are for pussies (Born to act out) Paranoid with a gat (Born to act out) Think you know where it's at (Born to act out) But you're lookin' like a sissy (Born to act out) Guns are for pussies I'm not from Philly but some say I'm blunt That's just the way I am, and no I'm not going to front And yes I took a trip to find about the ways of big city Seedy bars and d** that make you feel sh**ty Pretty older women in skirts, conversation frisky Stinking cigarettes and plenty of bourbon whiskey Sad cla**ic music on the jukebox of doom Hollywood Boulevard, barfly frolic room Tomb of lost souls, some beyond salvage Some just having fun opening steam valvage I was one becoming the other, hellbent to discover Had to pull up the reigns or else smother, take it brother All the way and then you're scared Don't want to be unprepared You're getting paranoid and then guns are shared You guys think that you're hard But you're in fear of being harmed I fear no man and I'm unarmed (Born to act out) Paranoid with a gat (Born to act out) Think you know where it's at (Born to act out) But you're lookin' like a sissy (Born to act out) Guns are for pussies (Born to act out) Paranoid with a gat (Born to act out) Think you know where it's at (Born to act out) But you're lookin' like a sissy (Born to act out) Guns are for pussies Come on