Street Dog

You got a gun
Then show it
Finger on the trigger
Pull it
Show me you're
A natural born killer
My hands
Around your throat
Gasp for air
Reach for a hand
Not there
As the light fades
From your eyes
As you start to die

No remorse
No remorse
No remorse

You're the weak one
With no mind
No thoughts
Always known
Hard times
I've been through it
You got the gun now
Pull it

Can't take this life
Can't take a
Life
You coward
Hiding behind false power
False power

Life don't matter
Cause I got nothing left
Take that nine
And grip it
You sold your soul
You cannot keep it

You got a gun on me motherfucker
You better fucking use it

You got a gun
Then show it
Finger on the trigger
Pull it
Show me you're
A natural born killer



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Rivera
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