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When you got a gun, you can do as you please spraying your bullets like it was a disease People packing pieces like its going out of business Evolutionary process survival of the sickest Your right to bear I've got to bear that right well I reserve my right not to get shot tonight I've got no gun in this wild wild west Well I'll rest in peace when the pieces rest Rat a tat tat it happens just like that don't even know your shot until you got one in the back Now your just another victim now you're just another stat Now your dead your dead you ain't never coming back >From channel to channel from station to station TV is the drug that has numbed the nation You're so horrified but you're so fascinated so the violence just keeps on escalating PRAISE THE AMMUNITION A piece without a puzzle a puzzle with no peace I reach for my revolver I reach for my release Mass murder in America a sad but true tradition I'm armed to the teeth for my own salvation I'm a twisted man with a twisted grip and I got the whole world at my finger tip A pistol packing preacher in a gun toting nation pass the Lord and praise the ammunition I'M AN ANGRY MAN WITH A GUN IN MY HAND From Letras Mania