Lyrics:
for 20 game, still got me doja
And I'm thinkin 'this just a dank game nightmare'
Shotguns and glocks and I can see the siren lights
Then out the do'
And everyone smiles from ear to ear
Christmas, Christmas is here!
George picks up the carving knife
Weilds it around and starts to slice
Henry cocks his shotgun
soul should work
My daddy gave me my shotgun
That I'll hand down to my son
Try to teach him everything it means
I'm a man of my convictions
Call
ribs)
Spoke his final words (He held a picture of his kids)
In the mixture of the biz (the shotgun impact)
(Blew his brains back, then cancel
Would you like a dance to go with my song
Wrong! I got the shotgun barrel that's long
So many shots to your dome
The bullets the roam
So don't stick
the Range, empty out the ashtray
A glass of 'ze make a man Cassius Clay
Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns
Regulate wit my Dunn's, 17 rocks
up the shotgun, put it in the gun rack
Jody's with Chico down in East L.A.
Well it must've been a wild-eyed, silver-tongued schemer
A girl like
world nobody knows their right from wrong
A bible and a shotgun
Now Iâ??m glad I got one
from fences and shotguns
Back when the people killed here for food instead of fun
When the Earth was sanctified
Cherished in the red-man's eyes
She was born out in the sticks
In the drought of '76
Pulled the wings of bugs for kicks
She's country
Learned to drive in beat up hack
Shotgun
so deadly
As the forces of right
Or some fool with a shotgun
In a house painted white
So ain't it hard now, my brother
To try and do what you should
Fates on a mission and I'm riding shotgun, man
I'm looking for a revolution in these stale plastic decades, man
All he bombs and drugs don't seem
[Chorus]
So, stop me,
Talk me to the ground
And tell the world I need a
Place to land some how
Shotgun, underneath my bed
Better shake me up before,
of sickness
Extinction of the weak
Dropping off the face of the earth
I file your teeth down
Blow your head off at point blank range
With a sawed off shotgun
to see
That a man could easily wind up
On the wrong end of his shotgun
And his little girl was only seventeen
Like a burning sun beating down
She
It's Friday night down in Germantown
You're ridin' shotgun wearin' black
Just another Friday night in Germantown
But something tells me we ain't
Hey Hey Davy Brown
You weren't born a killer
But ya can't tell it now
Take that shotgun
Saw it on down
You're one bloody bastard Davy Brown
me shit
I hope your badge can protect ya from the shotgun, bitch
From the cradle to the grave and the end of time
I hold it down, ask me where I'm
you anyway
On the shore with a bottled note
That floats with hope from a hopeless throw
Waiting on the worst with patient stares
A shotgun reply's only
Cause I'll be out in six months with his address and a shotgun
And a promise for justice that night
I?ll be standing at the crime
So they can throw me
Johnny put a shotgun to his head
Rolled the dice and died
Late to say you're sorry
Living on the edge for much to long
Tried to carry on
Hunting
when the lights go out
Shotgun Freedom is what the say I'm about
What I'm about won't matter when I walk out the door
Familiar faces put on dolls
alive, living the life
Gots to keep it hot
Shotgun in the drop
Riding good, twenties, TVs, leather and wood
Poppin', watching Big Momma
Holdin' it
a magazine
I'm changing my life, no sex where I'm heading
I don't need a wife or a shotgun wedding
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