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You motherfuckers keep talking about gun control First of all I'm tired of being controled I'm tired of you motherfuckers trying to control me and mine You better get your motherfucking weapon Cuz motherfucker I got mine And I'm not scared to use it, they're not scared to use it So motherfucker get prepared Cuz it's 'bout that time to prove it We're trapped off in these fucked up gutters Everyday prepering for war So motherfucker get ready for it It's about that time to even the score We on, if you ever test us we swarm So the devilish best be warned Reform these Don peons Who keep a lot of artillery They take all of the hate, apply it to race Then innocents get a taste So take a bullet to liberate, off in the trigger state We stock up, to be with the free locked up To these pop up, when they tryna penetrate; we boss up Don't wanna have to do it but indeed shot you How many people gonna fall from this evil? And it'll never stop cuz we don't care if it's illegal But the weapons charges violent fecal SongtexteWhen the demon is coming after you with plan to deceive you Just because we're carrying guns Don't mean we wanna use them People abusing, carry on losing Look at (you!) Cuz they all shooting Uhh, hey, yeah everybody shooting And you should be scared of us Scared of us Cuz we're out of control We ain't got no gun control Feeling nervous got a little trouble on my mind I can turn 'em right and around and turn death fear to it Not damn thing doing Think it's exposed, just cuz I'm sagging my clothes And tagging my toes and beating the peace out of peacful nigga Thanks for yanking the breaks off a gangster hate officers Got a lot of mo', I got a lot of mo' I see Trump's got a lot of votes Amarica is a ?silent bow? ?And you can put the dresser on the chopper to fool a lot of folks? If it's coming my way after trunk Cuz the trumpers get carried away And I'm thumpin' my thumper Cuz this gun don't mean nothing if the people is out of control Just because we're carrying guns Don't mean we wanna use them People abusing, carry on losing Look at (you!) Cuz they all shooting Uhh, hey, yeah everybody shooting And you should be scared of us Scared of us Cuz we're out of control We ain't got no gun control Aus Songtexte Mania