p**no For Pyros - Packin' .25 lyrics

Yesterday morning I went Out for a cup of coffee I shaved Then I combed my hair A man who don't know me Said something to my back I stopped to turn around and face it That is why I pack my .25 Where nobody knows Right above my boot It's the law No one there to serve you Why not be the hero? Why not be your own? Swear I'll k** you! Swear that I'll k** you! The law, it's the law And every man out on the street knows! I swear I'll k** you I dreamt all yesterday How I might make a man feel With a gun up to his face! Show respect to me I don't care what you're thinking I'll wipe that thought away! That is why I pack my .25 Where nobody knows Right above my boot It's the law With no one there to serve you Why not be the hero? Why not be your own? Swear I'll k** you! Swear that I'll k** you! Oh! The law, it's the law And every man out on the street knows! I swear I'll k** you So why not be your own?