[Verse 1: Trae Tha Truth]
Guns talk, killers breathe
Heavy metal got me raining lead
Won't roll up near ya, somewhere covered in red
People sick of pain so they playing dead
AK-47, I ain't never scared
"Put it down" be the words you ain't never said
Take less than a second how this shit go
It's a dead end road, can't get ahead
Ya ever heard 10 shots calling for ya like, "wake up!"
Now you in the grave, how the fuck you finna wake up?
Must've forgot the whole scene got taped up
Playing with heat, the whole scene got baked up
So I'm bent up in the seal looking at it
Pictures so clear but it's painted dramatic
Niggas run up, leave you smoking like addicts
With bullets so rapid, they sounding like static
Guns make half of the people I know feel invincible
Covered in black, now they feeling invisible
No hospital but condition is critical
Guns; everybody ain't meant to have 'em
When under pressure, any coward grab 'em
Lay open fire then let ya have 'em like, "Damn"
[Verse 2: Caskey]
Down south like the Wild West
Bullets hit your entire chest
Some struggle to digest
But I seen the trouble, tried to buy a vest
I'm rolling 'round with these reptiles
Dropouts, stepchilds
Who got no love for they old folks
And try to rob tourists at Wet 'n Wilds
And that's wild
Very few of them vile
This the birthplace of racism
So these black folks here don't smile
And these white folks set flames to crosses
With ignorance that they sprayed across it
Watch close who you talk to
'cause everybody here that you talk to got…
Guns talk, killers breathe
Heavy metal got me raining lead
Won't roll up near ya, somewhere covered in red
People sick of pain so they playing dead
AK-47, I ain't never scared
"Put it down" be the words you ain't never said
Take less than a second how this shit go
It's a dead end road, can't get ahead
Ya ever heard 10 shots calling for ya like, "wake up!"
Now you in the grave, how the fuck you finna wake up?
Must've forgot the whole scene got taped up
Playing with heat, the whole scene got baked up
So I'm bent up in the seal looking at it
Pictures so clear but it's painted dramatic
Niggas run up, leave you smoking like addicts
With bullets so rapid, they sounding like static
Guns make half of the people I know feel invincible
Covered in black, now they feeling invisible
No hospital but condition is critical
Guns; everybody ain't meant to have 'em
When under pressure, any coward grab 'em
Lay open fire then let ya have 'em like, "Damn"
[Verse 2: Caskey]
Down south like the Wild West
Bullets hit your entire chest
Some struggle to digest
But I seen the trouble, tried to buy a vest
I'm rolling 'round with these reptiles
Dropouts, stepchilds
Who got no love for they old folks
And try to rob tourists at Wet 'n Wilds
And that's wild
Very few of them vile
This the birthplace of racism
So these black folks here don't smile
And these white folks set flames to crosses
With ignorance that they sprayed across it
Watch close who you talk to
'cause everybody here that you talk to got…
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