Running With A Gun
his name is johnny he's got nothing to say
he's just a bad ass mutha getting' in your face
you better hang you head low
low to the ground
'cause we're droppin' mad tracks
until we're feelin' the sound
it's the rhymes and the rhythms that you're 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 you're
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 it's armies and it's leaders
startin' to fall
no, you don't know
no, you don't know
what time it is
10 seconds flat said it's what it would take
to make you move don't hesitate
with the eyes and the cameras that are watching around
the enemy is near
and you're to be found
dead or alive
make no mistake
they're gonna blow your punk ass away
'cause you're
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
Corriendo con un arma
Su nombre es Johnny, no tiene nada que decir
Es solo un maldito matón metiéndose en tu cara
Mejor baja la cabeza
Baja al suelo
Porque estamos lanzando pistas locas
Hasta que sintamos el sonido
Son las rimas y los ritmos a los que estás acostumbrado
Con los beats de uno-dos con los que puedes bailar
Para ver a la gente en todas partes en las calles
Cumpliendo condena en la cárcel y ¿qué quieres hacer porque estás
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De repente dije ¿puedes creer
Toda la corrupción y la ira en una sociedad
Pero el hombre está cerca
Azotándonos a todos
Todas sus armadas y sus líderes
Comienzan a caer
No, no sabes
No, no sabes
Qué hora es
10 segundos planos dijo que es lo que tomaría
Para hacerte mover, no dudes
Con los ojos y las cámaras que están vigilando
El enemigo está cerca
Y te van a encontrar
Muerto o vivo
No cometas errores
Van a volar tu maldito trasero
Porque estás
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