Ask Questions but Shoot First
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A gotta little rhyme, from my
time down in the ghetto.
Once upon a crime, in the
grime found in the barrio.
There lived a little boy,
and his joy was life.
Many came a ploy, to
destroy and cause him strife.
Early in the morning, there was
bullets flyin 'everywhere.
Was no time for yawning, gotta
crawl the hell right outta there.
Could'a rode the backs of roaches,
stampeding from the light.
Survival mode, as death encroaches
a boy too young to fight.
The aftermath, a backyard
Two dogs dead,
to the little boy's horror.
A father's wraith, Time to teach
Their .22's against a new .44
Biker Party's. Speed and Bacardi.
The life that harms people everyday.
Home made Harley's. Weed and
Bob Marley. Tryin' to get through
What will it be man...
Which will come first.
The back of a moving van
or the back of a hears.
It takes a lot of blood to
quench the big city's thirst.
Wait for the thud. Ask
Questions but Shoot first.
He did a little time, lost his mind
one day when he saw crimson.
A friend turned snitch and dropped
a dime, he did nine long months and
I woman stole his heart, that was the
start, when she had taken away the
His world fell apart, from the fiery darts
of the evil things that she taught her.
Early in the morning there's a
knock upon the motel door.
Fell behind in child support, now
get down on that ghetto floor.
He can't get employment, they
impede the need to drive.
It's like they get enjoyment outta
watching people scratch to survive.
The aftermath. A whole new career
Try to stay fed,
In this hunger games war.
Don't be daft, there's nothing
to laugh about.
The ghetto is right outside everyone's door.
He can't hardly, trust nobody.
He knows how they charm people everyday.
With every heartbeat. Another defeat.
Some other fool has gone and thrown their
own life away.
What will it be man?
Did you come in peace?
I got my finger on the trigger
'Cause there's just too many thieves.
I know shit is tough,
but this has got to be the worst.
When life gets rough,
Ask Questions but Shoot First.
What will it be man?
Which will come first?
Come up with a better plan,
Or plan on a hears.
It takes a lot of blood to quench
What for the thud. Ask Questions
but Shoot First.