Say you were out for a nibble
On a warm evening dawn of July
Say they say you’re suspicious
And they shout you to freeze like cold ice
Say they can breach your apartment
But don’t you dare entering your car
Drugs are not good for your heath man
Why don’t you better try out my gun?
Oh I’m not to blame I alert him
I’m the law and his face was so dim
Tried him to stop, but he just wouldn’t hark
So 7 bullets made it for me
I wandered the streets with my wallet
And some lousy fake dollar bills
No job of work to keep rolling
But they just don’t care if I can’t breathe
And while taking a nap at the park man
After jumping a bit nervously
Yes I was told that my head was no lore
But that copper saw too much TV
Oh I’m not to blame I alert him
And my hand is too fast for to hold
Guilt in his eyes was as clear as my cause
So 7 bullets they did the job
Can’t turn your back to the ruler
He’s the one in the blue suit you see
So many years of submission
They will never let us walk free
But if we folks fought together
Against pawns and masters of war
You that have always been lucky
Would be granting a far better globe
Oh and they are to blame let me tell you
¿Don’t you think that’s a stake to go with?
Nothing will grow while there’s crime out of tone
And 7 bullets are three child’s coach
Comentarios
Publicar un comentario