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his name is johnny hes got nothing to say
hes just a bad as* muth* getting in your face
you better hang you head low
low to the ground
cause were droppin mad tracks
until were feelin the sound
its the rhymes and the rhythms that youre used to
with the one-two beats you can dance to
to see the people everywhere in the streets
doin time in the jail and whatcha wanta do cause youre
running with a gun
running with a gun
running running
running with a gun
running with a gun
running running
running with a gun
running with a gun
running running
running with a gun in his hand
all of a sudden i said could you believe
all the corruption and the anger in a society
but the man his stand is near
whipping us all
all its armies and its leaders
startin to fall
no, you dont know
no, you dont know
what time it is
10 seconds flat said its what it would take
to make you move dont hesitate
with the eyes and the cameras that are watching around
the enemy is near
and youre to be found
dead or alive
make no mistake
theyre gonna blow your punk as* away
cause youre
running with a gun
running with a gun
running running
running with a gun
running with a gun
running running
running with a gun
running with a gun
running running
running with a gun in his hand
running with a gun
running with a gun
running running
running with a gun
running with a gun
running running
running with a gun
running with a gun
running running
running with a gun in his hand