enemy number one With a loaded gun With a loaded gun in our hands We can end life We can decide the fate of a man With a loaded gun With a loaded gun
. With a loaded gun, With a loaded gun, In our hands. We can end life. We can decide, The fate of a man. With a loaded gun, With a loaded gun, In our
Or are you my gun Have the ghosts of justice Brought you here to me to taste The barrel of a loaded gun There's justice in the barrel Of a loaded gun
at ya Catch you slippin' I'm a give ya what I got for ya My clip loaded for 16 shots for ya Ya'never had a hot gun on ya waist or blood on ya shoes Cause
s the curse of livin' out my songs Born of bad blood since day number one Hell I was born soft? and a loaded gun The life I live has always been fast
the word police on a unmarked car I resent you, gettin off easy if they suspend you I end you, hope they use your own gun against you It's all mental
walls - bam! They don't move, don't pray, don't lose, don't sleep Light passin', light fashion, light pappers that pass part a gun Black hands up ?? Black
help me Or are you my gun Have the ghosts of justice Brought you here to me to taste The barrel of a loaded gun There's justice in the barrel Of a loaded gun
s the end of the saga The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow And that's the end checkmate, game
that's the end of the saga The end of my problems, nigga mash the Impala Go lay up with a model and watch the news tomorrow And that's the end checkmate
pray every day fi the pain go away All now she can't get better Right now mama hungry - and na food can find Ina me gun me load two carbon Now me have
shoes his girl probably bought 'em Too bad, Black ain't get the chance to extort him 'Cuz nigga's like that don't deserve to live Word the myth and
away Come with it You ain't that tough ya Choose the right friends You ain't that tough ya Don't make your life end Come with it White kids, you living
start loading me full of them shells there wasnt no way I was dropping Im bloody as hell 6 holes in my body and Im trying to walk grave yard straight called me Im living
come up An' cheddar 'till the sun up, if there's a ransom An' the law get involved, then we never get it summed up Never put ya gun up, ya come round
