Guns (are for *******) - 311

Here comes the thunder down under

We’re natural wonders

Night falls when we leave all you feel is the hunger

Surprises people of all shapes and sizes

Dig on the decade and realize it’s all funky

No matter this rude boy still got that swagger

My ears have heard all these crews but we’re badder

Interracial, special, positive beings

I am i be a cool awakening

It’s gettin hectic the metrics the body electric

Everybody in worn out blue jeans or tacky dresses

This is the city we’ve reached we’ve come to

Go unrecognized on the corner or make moves

All the lights are red all the poets dead

A familiar nightmare appears in my head

Times are changin' myself i’m rearrangin'

Dream eight-thousand-five-twelve blazin'

Born to act out, born to act out

Paranoid with a gat

Born to act out, born to act out

Think you know where it’s at

Born to act out, born to act out

But you’re lookin' like a sissie

Born to act out, born to act out

Guns are for pussies

I’m not from philly but some say i’m blunt

That’s just the way i am and i’m not going to front

And yes i took a trip to find out about the ways of big

City seedy bars and drugs that make you feel shitty

Pretty older women in skirts conversation frisky

Stinking cigarettes and plenty of bourbon whiskey

Sad classic music on the jukebox of doom

Hollywood blvd.

barfly frolic room

Tomb of lost souls some beyond salvage

Some just having fun opening steam valvage

I was one becoming the other hell bent to discover

Had to pull up the reigns or else smother

Take it brother all the way and then you’re scared

Don’t want to be unprepared

You’re getting paranoid

And then guns are shared

You guys think that you’re hard

But you’re in fear of being harmed

I fear no man and i’m unarmed

Born to act out, born to act out

Paranoid with a gat

Born to act out, born to act out

Think you know where it’s at

Born to act out, born to act out

But you’re lookin' like a sissie

Born to act out, born to act out

Guns are for pussies