[Hook: 2D & San Fernandez Youth Chorus]
(I need a gun to keep myself from harm)
(The poor people are burning in the sun)
But they ain't got a chance, they ain't got a chance
I need a gun cause all I do is dance
Cause all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance, they ain't got a chance
I need a gun cause all I do is dance
Cause all I do is dance
[Verse : Bootie Brown]
In my backpack, I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And your resolve weaken with anger and discontent
Some are seeking and searching like Nimoy
I'm a peace-loving decoy, ready for retaliation
I change your whole location to a pine box six-under
Impulsive don't ask why or wonder
Orders given to me is:
Strike and I'm thunder with lightning-fast reflexes on constant alert
From the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test you 'til they see your break
You can't conceal the hate that consumes you
I'm the reason why you fill up your Isuzu
Chill with your old lady at the tilt, I got a 90 days visit
And I'm filled with guilt from things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle, mine's from a canteen
At night I hear the shots
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life, it seems to get cheaper
Out in the desert with my street sweeper
The war is over so said the speaker
With the flight suit on
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance
Dang, all I want to do is dance
[Outro: San Fernandez Youth Chorus]
(Dance)
(Dance)
(Dance)
I need a gun
To keep myself from harm