Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun
Survival comes when we annihilate Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun Nailed to the gun Paranoia, termination sickness zeros good
Übersetzung: Fight. Nailed To The Gun (Live).
: In the life we live as thugs, Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see It's hard to be a man. Ridin wit my gun in hand. Why explain the game? Niggas
: She said the world paints a picture, that makes her wanna run Pull the stars out of the sky and load them into her gun Live wire, broken and it's taken
the sun, It is night, it is death, It's a gun The foot, the ground, The flesh and the bone, The beat of the road, A slingshot's stone A fish, a flash, A silvery glow, A fight
it ease my mind Some of them are dead, and some are still living But Imma hurt 'em every chance that I'm given I hit em with the nail gun, or the stun gun
one that has it I'LL SHOW YOU HOW TO DO THIS SON You ain't heard? I push the sixes when the fives is out You can't fight me, in the porsche I'll box
Out on the plains it gets linely sometimes I feel homely new faces new towns no one knows me Guns cocked in my holster u see my face in each town nailed
charge Man I FOUGHT tooth and NAIL to keep them PUNKS out of JAIL But hoes wanna go to COURT 'til I pay them for they NAILS Who you tryin to be? Man
smoke in the charcoal Lava stamps and brands me like a bar code I'm bashin all the media strikes To keep the media dikes As reinforcements for the fight
get wet a gully mi war prep yuh rep [Verse 2: Vybz] gunshot a nail up yuh body tiki tiki tiki like zinc watch it wid yuh bird gun wha a guy a tink? when
Still niggas try to make me missing I christen the dead Run with killers that sick in the head Unless you missing what's said Start nailing and pissing
his gun Chorus Well I'd rather die like donahue That bush-ranger so brave Than be taken by the government And forced to walk in chains Well I'd rather fight
fight, a bet, the flange of a bow The bed of the well, the end of the line The dismay in the face, it's a loss, it's a find A spear, a spike, a point, a nail