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Gun Shy
You don’t have to say one spherical metallic word I know with GSW empathy credulity just how you feel ... I bequeath kindred sympathy Taking one lead body blow for the I homeboy visiting team, was enough mental pain timeout for me And the physical hurt toll it put on my body made me frequently start falling to my knees I can understand if you’re gun shy, really I can When you felt the quiet burn of the silencer, and the sweat of your fear started to pellet fly There’s a few blood splatter reasons why you’re audibly mute upset, and so gun shy Some whack eraserhead unholstered their hostility on you Bam, bam went the bullet hate — hot metal piercing flesh ... smearing cold iron-cooper fear over your nude, trespassed privacy I can understand if you’re gun shy, really I can I can truly relate if you thought death was your imminent fate Really I do You don’t have to say a single semi-automatic word ... You’re gun shy, and I know the trigger reason why Your temple’s been invaded by kinetic metallic thieves, who left your wounded, praying soul to cemetery bleed But putting a cap on the lip lid is gonna make you implode within Though asking for a modicum of gun control is considered a Second Amendment sin Keep the treason on the tip of your tongue from speaking It’s best to remain gun shy, never saying a word It’s smart to duck when the bullets fly, and the screaming is heard Silence is double-O seven golden, it’s good that your thoughts ain’t got a license to kill In the quietude of the grave, victim death shout echoes do reverberate still So, shhh ... stay low-key gun shy Any sound motion can be detected by a revolver barrel indiscriminate eye Heat seeking for some unsuspecting bipedal target to Big Wheel die Any guttural movement is gonna get a crosshair, scattershot, fade-to-black goodbye The kevlar-coated lip service politicians sternly suggest you keep any over-the-top, brash comments under-the-counter on a locked vault cry They say, now ain’t the time to be vocal and brave ... bite the bullet, and suffer your soul to die timid gun shy
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