Carry A Weapon

Don't let them take what you just found
You won't find peace buried in the ground
I know it's not as easy as it sounds
He looked at me, called me a fucking clown
Followed him home, and put that bitch down
Now I hold my head high, so I won't drop my crown
Don't let these men fuck around in my town
Angels will find you and kick you out
The whispers come saying to carry a weapon
But if he's dead you won't need protection
Let's be clear just to settle the tension
Didn't say I'd do it just thought I'd mention
We gotta do something cuz these pigs don't pay attention
They roll in the dirt but they don't clean it up, yuh
P to the I to the G to the S
These pigs do nothing till somebody's dead



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Writer(s): Evie Aura
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