Tekster: Prodigy. Always Outnumbered, Never Outgunned. Shootdown.

Shoot the gun, shoot the gun
To the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun, shoot the gun
To the bang, bang, bang

Shoot the gun, it's all inside us
And also know that I slice us
Too many tied to the
Too many tied to the bang, bang, bang

Shoot the gun, shoot the gun
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun, shoot the gun
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
To the bang, bang, bang

There's no fun
A sorry face

Shoot the gun, shoot the gun
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun, shoot the gun
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang

Too many tied to the
Too many tied to the bang, bang, bang
Too many tied to the
Too many tied to the bang, bang, bang

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang, bang

There's no fun
Sorry face
There's no fun
Sorry fate
Woah, fate

Your time is running
Your time is running out
Your time is running out

Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out, running out
Running out