...MY GANG

Its a beautiful day out
The sun swells the garbage
What to do today
I think I'll go for a drive
You looked funny at my brother yesterday
I must restore his honor
So I think I'll get my homies(any race, army etc.)
Go down to the mall or traffic light
Shop for a used car
Give your house a call

I shoot out your windows
Or the glasses on your kids
I do it from a distance in my stolen car
Look at me and how brave I am
Your back is turned so I take aim

Or we'll find you in some alley
And continue to stomp after you're down & out
We like to hit, it gives us a thrill
With six on one we all share in the kill

And if I go to trial I don't show remorse
It just proves how tuff I really am
I don't give a shit about your dead son
Because it's me who's really the victim
Experience it second hand
In my best selling new book

You fight me you fight my gang
My gun is my brain 'cause I'm so lame
I'm to dum to lead my own life
I don't need to think cause it's all black & white

There's no fun in being good
I'm going down so I'll drag you too
I need a gang cause I'm so weak
Bow your head to my new family

We can't settle this man to man
`Cause though I'm male I'm not a man
You stay here till I get back
I'll get a gun and you make a plaque

Get down on your knees, We take what we need
Your life means nothing, What's that you say?

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