God’s Got A Gun

(Verse 1)

All I hear is what is meant to be is what is meant to be
Some things just weren't meant for me
Wasn't supposed to have hopes, ya see
Wasn't supposed to have groceries
Grab on the rosary, time to heal these broken wings
She wouldn't pick a rose for me
Express it vocally
Hope that fat bitch chokes when she sings
Write life a little note
Tell it let me in on the joke
Ain't no punch line
In a crushed line
And it's always crunch time when you broke
Maybe I should roll up a little smoke
Mom didn't mind
She said life needed an escape
Grandma said to have a little faith
Papa said take
Like a bandit and run like date rape
Always got a chance to beat it at the court case
Why do I always end up with the short straw
In the long race
Can't ever keep up pace
Sick of getting winded
It ain't what they predicted
Sinners are never forgiven
And yo, god is my witness
He ain't snitchin'

(Hook)

God's Got A Gun
And he's been drinking heavy
And just for some fun
He is aiming at your destiny

(Verse 2)

A Letter to life
A Letter to love
Do I pull out the knife
Or deal with the shove
I've always wondered
How from up in above
Someone's judging me
Without being down in the mud
Is it all just a test?
Or do I wait for the thud?
Am I supposed to feel blessed
When the only income is drugs?
Am I just a rabbit, stressed
Trying to duck elmer fudd ?
Who'd a guessed my addiction was love?
Love to everything that ever left
My perception was messy, unfocused
And unresting
God blessing?
Oh, god why tempt?
Am I supposed to find something
In where you sent me?
And if you are here
Why do I feel empty?
Sorry, but I gotta question the motive
And who wrote it
If i'm just a human
How could I ever know it?
Life of a poet
Speaking on the worlds ills
Better find what you love
And hope its you it kills
There's a way out
If you climb those hills
But I can't afford my electric bills
Took a bath with bottled water
Man that's real
I just want to know how the juice will spill
Cause I feel I drove off the path
And destiny fled
Plus I always feel
Like theres a gun to my head
This ain't real

(hook)

(Verse 3)

Better say your prayers at night
Put your faith in the air tonight
Get drunk
Fuck like you don't care tonight
Be prepared to fight
Truth or dare me right ?
Well, lets raise the heights
Like
Gods on a cloud nine
With a nine
Bust off a few rounds
Of the sunshine, sometimes
Sun down
Sun rise
Sun kill moon
Make the whole world blind
If we're, all doomed
Then we're all alright
It's all the same boat
Same joke
Same slippery slope
Same bag of dope
We all need to cope
But
Maybe I'm just reading the wrong side of hope
Maybe questions will only be answered
After we're done playing the game
Yeah, you're stressing too much
And you're hurting your brain
Yeah, you're hurting your brain
Listen