Songtexte:
Get Your Guns I Saw Rock City

Oh Yeah! Swallow Your Flase Remorse, You're All Just Facists I Saw Rock City From the Top of a Mountain Damn Right She Looked Pretty Drinkin' Right From

of masked kid Shoot out the speakers when my guns get jurassic Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic, gunplay I

wore, stay in the juice bar All I know if you saw me, you thought I was broke Black, yo, I been hustling since niggas was busting guns And scuffling,

South, Bronx!) I never was a king and I'm not the pres I'm a teacher like that reefer goin' straight to your head I'm a preacher tryin' to bring my people

kid Shoot out the speakers when my guns get Jurassic Super bad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic, gun play I

the stories when my peoples come back, black I'm livin' where the nights is jet black The fiends fight to get crack I just max, I dream I can sit back

the cash 'Cause I heard the plottin' one, you gotta have your paper right They knocking at the door, I'm hoping they don't weigh tonight We moves pies trying to get

girl like shutup bitch Than I grab the microphone and I cut up kids Like a hot knife straight through a butter stick Now i'm in the spotlight about to rock

tonight we moves pies trying to get the treasures, Plush rides getting high till the FBI come and get us And we hit them clubs in the city Now i