Tom: E major
Verse 1
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"the police, urge people,
to keep their guns locked up and unloaded"
"congress today,
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seems on the verge of approving gun control"
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It's,
Verse 2
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time to fight back cause the
new jack black macks
Ain't did shit about that, whack, jackin'
And I'm packin'
'Cause I'm down for the
bank I'm stackin'
And in a straight up brawl I'll mall alla y'all
Ya try to crawl for Tylenol and I install
Big fists in your face,
the blow is well placed
Spray 'em with mace in
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Throw up the dogs, the
'Cause he was smokin' the yang,
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iced and drink the 8- ball
Drunk, stumblin',
I sweep him, then attack the spleen
Play the congas on his backbone
He's funk baritone until
I twisted his dome
Creep up on my house and
try to roll me up?
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And got stuck in the gut with a black,
Glock
And he starts to wobble
Self- defense is what I'm claimin',
let's squabble
I pick up a pipe to take
plenty of quick swipes
One grazed his dome and sliced
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his eye whites
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I don't give a damn bout
It's all circular
The dope dealer sells dope
to the dope smoker
The smoker breaks in and tries to choke ya
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But I ain't the one to run from ya son
This is my house, and it's fulla guns!
I'm down for mine and my
choke is nice and hard
When you jack the boss there
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ain't no holds barred!
Verse 3
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No holds barred
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Dm
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No holds barred
Verse 4
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crushin' most hoods like
katie- dids(?)
I'm pleadin' guilty for the damage I did
This ain't about random violence
The (?) crept into my house,
fuck silence
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Now most punks want to
run for the stun gun
Fuck a stun gun, I got the big one
Forty- four mag, automatic, chrome
Mercury- tipped bullets, melt the dome
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It's the 1990's, and crack is
Talkin' to the criminals,
ever so subliminal
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Some crackhead wants mix- a- lot dead
another fool bled
I can't cry cause my tears are nearly froze
My interior's cold,
it possess my soul
I'm on the paranoid tip
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And each of my socks got a clip!
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When my house got robbed,
Cops laughed while my mom
just sobbed
9- 1- 1 only works for the rich ones
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So I collect guns!
So step right through if you're
down for the wrong move
Most crews are moved by my
twelve gauge boom!
How can I love when I gotta
Protect my neck from a punk suspect?
Gun control - I ain't wit it
They banned the AK and any
fool can still get it
The innocent have been beaten,
bruised and scarred
But for this citizen,
there ain't no holds barred
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"it is an absolute infringement
Verse 5
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second amendment rights"
No holds barred
"when is this attack on gun
owners going to end?"
No holds barred
"education, versus restriction"
Verse 6
Gun control starts sweepin'
the nation
Now you got a bunch of unarmed
innocent victims
Gettin' fucked by the system
Sittin' at home with a butter knife, huh
Any fool could rape your wife
So what's up when the criminals
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The only one with guns are the cops
But it's hard for a brother to trust police
Huh, so the shit don't cease
So I go downtown to buy a hot gun
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I hated criminals, and now I'm one
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Because I bought a gat to pro
The cops want to bust me out?
So it's illegal to protect yourself?
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Hell, you either get killed, or you in jail
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So when you vote
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You better think about what I just wrote
And fuck writin' a note to
yo' congressman!
You got the fool hired
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Now help get the fool fired
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A scary scenario
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And I put it in your stereo
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So when a fool tries to run up on my car
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R.i.p., no holds barred
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Verse 7
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No holds barred
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Verse 8
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No holds barred
Verse 9
"They take aim, at the law abiding citizen,
instead of the criminal"
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