Depending on where you're at,
you may need a gun or a bat,
None of the gun laws are working,
the politicians keep right on jerking,
toughing up the gun laws,
while the gun runners pull their
territorial straws.

Don't be alarmed,
it may be best to be armed,
In most cases if you're afraid to
pick up a gun,
your life may be done,
nobody wants to be the unlucky one,
yet many turn up their nose
to carrying self protection,
they try to avoid any connection.

Gun runners have been around
every since cowboy and Indian days,
running guns pays,
close down the legal markets,
the gun runners fill their pockets,
the hoodlums get their tools,
cause they go by no set rules,
you Indians sign peace treaty,
we put you on the reservation,
need no other explanation,
Indians starving,
have no more buffalo for carving,
go on warpath,
guns supplied by gun runners,
and don't forget the
good old firewater,
dumb Indians really won't barter,
bring the U.S calvery quick,
before the Indians
find out about the trick.

Keep those young black males
armed with plenty of guns,
supply them with plenty of
drugs and firewater,
they'll kill each other off,
along the way we'll make
a pretty good profit,
who cares who gets caught
inbetween the bullets,
don't worry about the babies,
or the little children,
you know what they'll grow
up to be,
the same drug users and pushers
we now see.

Some things never change!

OnepoetGem