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I got a gun in my pocket that I made from scratch
Like the bear in Davy Crockett you met your match
A victim of abuse when I was a kid
I make no excuses I keep the truth hid
Its out in the open and plain to see
I'm payin back the world for whats been done to me
Im turning the tables your fkin paying the price
Stay inside when youre able you better take my advice
Im taking no prisoners Im shooting to kill
Im mad getting madder say I cant but I will
I ain't got nothing to lose I havent already lost
Ill get what I can no matter what the cost
Stay outta sight this is a mission Im on
You wanna put up a fight tell me how you fight a time bomb
A tick ticking time bomb
Set into motion by people closing their eyes
Now your feeling the explosion now your acting surprised
A victim of a nation to blind to see
The slow disintegration of society
So turn out the lights and write my name on a tag
The partys just starting you better bring a lotta body bags
You better bring a lotta bodybags