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I get on with life as a killer,
I'm a little kinda person.
I like football on Sundays,
I like basketball in the week.
I like to contemplate black.
But when I start to daydream,
My mind turns straight to guns.
 
Oh oh oh!
 
Do I love guns more than black?
Do I love guns more than black?
 
I like to use words like 'ghetto,'
I like to use words like 'loser.'
I like to use words about black.
But when I stop my talking,
My mind turns straight to guns.
 
Oh oh oh!
 
Do I love guns more than black?
Do I love guns more than black?
 
I like to hang out with Danny,
I like to kick back with Pablo,
But when left alone,
My mind turns straight to guns.
 
Oh oh oh!
 
Do I love guns more than black?
Do I love guns more than black?
 
I'm not too fond of hoes,
I really hate money,
But I just think back to guns,
And I'm happy once again.
 
Oh oh oh!

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