LYRICS

Feat. Emilio Rojas, Ripynt

A gun rack, I got you a gun rack
You don't even a gun
Let alone many guns that would necessitate an entire rack
But you didn't know I had one
It's funny when you looking down the barrel
I ain't afraid of going to jail
Turn your ass into a tail tucker
You looking pale, sucker?
Even more than me when I'm rapping at them white envelopes
Holding my mail fucker
A worldwide fighter sale, can't avoid and can't beat 'em
Better join them, might as well
I'm eye balling, text with video text sighted rails
At the point of sales, everybody biting nails, happy trails
Best book I ever spent,
Rebel against the fucking government with every cent
Militant, forever bumping extinction level of vest
Fin to bust a bust when I bring the hell up from within gentlemen

7 Mac 11 is about 8 38's
9 9mm, 10 Mac 10
7 Mac 11 is about 8 38's
9 9mm, 10 Mac 10
The shit never ends

I'm Marky Mark in the shooter fam
And I'm sharp as computers and I be shooting still
In the woods, militia men, they militant
Cammo on, getting they Rambo on, they diligent
Rectified, don't get trapped in the cabin fire
Taking out the cops harassing us, we be trapping parts
And they call it trapping 'cause you get trapped inside
You get locked inside the house or locked inside the life
The weapons at it been harming us from protecting us
And that they wanting to do some and so they checking us
Running backgrounds on us and they inspecting us
So they could sell the drugs to themselves and take the checks from us
Right? The politicians are evil, concealing drugs to the people
And forcing us to be lethal
If they taking our weapons then who police them?
‘Cause only guns and bullets are equal

(x2)
7 Mac 11 is about 8 38's
9 9mm, 10 Mac 10
7 Mac 11 is about 8 38's
9 9mm, 10 Mac 10
I said I've got
The shit never ends

30 years without a criminal record
Unless they out like killing with subliminal records
I don't foresee the need to keep my family unprotected
I got that 9mm within reaching for stepping
Like who are you to question my rights
Self-righteous tyrants and dictators
Taking the lunches with don onas like
Our forefathers never gave us permission
I say praise god and pass the ammunition
Do you think that you can get rid of the crime rate?
By taking my right to defend against the crime raid?
I keep my pistol for my kids up in the front safe
But if I'm in the open believe it I'ma waste
And you can rest assured that I have got my mind made
That if you break in my place you get a pine case
I let that 9 blaze
And this ain't even gangster because
I never was a thug
Just infatuated with guns

(x2)
7 Mac 11 is about 8 38's
9 9mm, 10 Mac 10
7 Mac 11 is about 8 38's
9 9mm, 10 Mac 10
I said I've got
The shit never ends

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