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Dirty Harry
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
No, they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
In my backpack
I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And yo is so weakin'
With anger and discontent
Some are seeking and searching like me, moi
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Ready for retaliation
I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under
Impulsive don't ask wild wonder
Orders given to me is:
strike and I'm thunder with lightning fast reflexes on constant alert
from the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test ya
'til they see your brake
They can't conceal the hate
That consumes you
I'm the reason why you flipped your soosa
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I got a 90 days digit
And I'm filled with guilt
From things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle
mine's from a canteen
At night I hear the shots
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life,
it seems to get cheaper
out in the desert
with my street sweeper
The war is over
So said the speaker with the flight suit on
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance
Man, all I want to do is dance
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
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I need a gun to keep myself from harm
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
(Dance!)
Man, all I want to do is dance
Remember when I used to dance
So he can advance
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So said the speaker with the flight suit on
The war is over
with my street sweeper
out in the desert
it seems to get cheaper
The cost of life,
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
At night I hear the shots
mine's from a canteen
Your water's from a bottle
From things that I've seen
And I'm filled with guilt
I got a 90 days digit
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I'm the reason why you flipped your soosa
That consumes you
They can't conceal the hate
'til they see your brake
Seems like everybody's out to test ya
from the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure
strike and I'm thunder with lightning fast reflexes on constant alert
Orders given to me is:
Impulsive don't ask wild wonder
I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under
Ready for retaliation
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Some are seeking and searching like me, moi
With anger and discontent
And yo is so weakin'
In case you act quite difficult
I got my act right
In my backpack
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
I need a gun
They ain't got a chance
No, they ain't got a chance
The poor people are burning in the sun
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
I need a gun
They ain't got a chance
But they ain't got a chance
The poor people are burning in the sun
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
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