I've Got A Gun

All that you fucking got why don’t you give it to me

That Raiders baseball cap would sure look good on me

I walk the streets at night and in my fantasy

All of the girls I pass have got the hots for me

I want a million bucks, I want a limousine

I want a jet to fly me to the Caribbean

You’re gonna see my face on all the magazines

You’re gonne hear me scream

I gotta gun, I’m gonna finally be someone

I gotta gun, I’m gonna cut somebody down

I gotta gun, I’m gonna finallly be someone

I gotta gun, I’m gonna shoot somebody

My Pop is dead, my Mom si shooting methadrine

All that I know is see it on TV screen

I kill the fucking starts, that is my fantasy

That fucking phoney geeks don’t mean alot to me

I got no special love for reality

I got no fucking views on foreign policy

I’m gonna go dontown, I’m gonna have some fun

I’m gonna shoot someone

I gotta gun ...

The AM-PM guy is bleeding On the floor

The city cops are kicking in the swinging

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I turn around, I know my fucking life is done

It's time to have sonne fun

I gotta gun ...

I'm gonna Shoot somehody

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