Eric "IQ" Gray - Guns In America lyrics

Guns In America – Eric IQ Gray Pop and drop who did it thats life in the big city You aim and shot fired aha Yeah miss me Gun sport New York life expectancy short Read it in the new paper young dude shot my neighbor If live past today Lord Yo I'm grateful Now the good dying young because of fire arms Now dudes is poppin off they don't care who they off I'm now I'm living in the land of free but we lost Uh hey boss tell me how much that bazooka cost Cause I got a family and I'm protecting them by any cost Trespa** and thats your a** in a blue flash Call the morgue cause there's a body here for sure k**a Right here's a war zone I'm duckin' the pops on the blocks and them over zealous cops That use their stop and frisk to justify their d**h wish And disrespect the hood and write us off as statistics Uh Trayvon Martin uh ani't it obvious Shawn Bell yeah they know its obvious When I walk out I watch my back for what ever Cause I don't know when or if you're pulling your weapon This the way it's going down in everybodys area Thats they way it is Gun In America Body after body Yo d**h after d**h It like dam in a few it ain't going to be no more Blackmen left It's the American way full of body lynching and ammo's They call us animals while they pushin weapons sitting on panels Diplomats pushin tanks and missiles So it is true that the sword is weaker then the pen and pencil I stop and think write my word and tap my temple And imagine peace and love like the great John Lennon I do understand that them guns in demand And I do understand they don't want to give peace a chance Uh Dear Mr. President what happen to change and transparence No disrespect its like your balls in their hands chief Quick to war with the stock pillage in storage But when it comes to dying people the NRA ignore us It the wild, Wild West so protect your neck Strap on your Teflon and live on stronger The young gifted and strapped the target and the market The eye on the dollar bill seeing it for real ill Watching the blood spill from New York to Amityville When I walk out I watch my back for what ever Cause I don't know when or if you're pulling your weapon This the way it's going down in everybody's area That's they way it is Gun In America I'm living way past your hunting seasoning And when you pulled my ride over you didn't have a good reasoning I see your hand on your gun And dam when I tried to evoke my rights thats when i got stunned The jokes in the volts 5 0 said I lunged for his weapon They shot me on the ground when I was trembling and defenseless See in the court of they law they all got gun's And when they rob and steal They all get pardon for and whoever they k** See the aircraft carriers in the no fly gone areas With the F16 ready to hit not miss With their kids back home in the US on a grand theft Auto bliss Young gifted and strapped the target and the market The eyes on the dollar bill seeing it for real ill Watching the blood spill from New York to Amityville Uh Trayvon Martin uh ain't it obvious When I walk out I watch my back for what ever Cause I don't know when or if you're pulling your weapon This the way it's going down in everybody's area That's they way it is Gun In America