Boom! POW POW. Bang! iight?
All that is heard through the night
Gunshots! There ain't even a scream
No warnings, no blessing, no reasoning
Too many dying for cash and drugs
Many die from stray bullets shot by thugs
Is this the world we're proud to live in
I ain't cause there's so many people hatin
on each other
denying their own mother
Turn around now and lock the door
Hurry drop to the cold old floor
9-1-1 I need your help! "Please hold."
'Sorry there's no one available' so was told.
Sirens go off but still all is heard is
Boom! Pow Pow. Bang!
Bullet shells fall
just like the people that felt tall
Gunshots blow out again after daddy tucks you in
But before he leaves you hear "God please forgive me for this soon to be murderous sin"