When you got a gun, you can do as you please

spraying your bullets like it was a disease

People packing pieces like its going out of business

Evolutionary process survival of the sickest

Your right to bear I've got to bear that right

well I reserve my right not to get shot tonight

I've got no gun in this wild wild west

Well I'll rest in peace when the pieces rest

Rat a tat tat it happens just like that

don't even know your shot

until you got one in the back

Now your just another victim

now you're just another stat

Now your dead your dead

you ain't never coming back