bob vylan – he sold guns lyrics
he sold guns lyrics
[verse 1]
i met a man on my travels
he sold guns for a living
at twelve hundred a pop for a clean one
he was making a k!lling
anything to feed the family
money goes out when the bill’s in
even if it meant k!lling someone else’s children
[verse 2]
i said it’s hard times in the city
he said, “it’s hard times everywhere (everywhere)
that’s why i keep my three+fifth with me
let ’em try me if they dare”
said he’s aiming it at your chest
he’s not aiming it in the air
flash flood thе whole block when he pulls it
havе it raining everywhere
[chorus]
take a look at this place
it’s a f+cking mess
take a look at this place
it’s a f+cking mess
[verse 3]
met a man in my dealings
he fed a habit by stealing
robbed peter, but never paid paul
so both started scheming
last time that i saw him
you said, “he’s been clean for days”
that was one week prior to him being found
stabbed dead in his flat hallway
[chorus]
take a look at this place
it’s a f+cking mess
take a look at this place
it’s a f+cking mess
[instrumental break]
[chorus]
take a look at this place
it’s a f+cking mess
take a look at this place
it’s a f+cking mess
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