Good Guy with a Gun Lyrics

To be armed with a firearm on my right hip

That's my right, it's written in the constitution like this

Might get a constitution crisis

If they wanna pry this outta my grip

Come and try bitch

This is my rifle, it is my best

Friend there are many like it

But it's mine, it's my sidekick

Saving lives in a pinch like the Heimlich

In a society that is vicious and violent

This is the wild west, if you don't conceal

Then your weakness is revealed

People on these streets getting killed

I'm just keeping it real with you

These anti 2A sheep are asleep at the wheel

Seeking to steal my right to self defense

The best instrument for preventing deaths

So many tragedies, I know what I woulda done

All it takes is a good guy with a gun

Good guy with a gun

Good guy with a gun

One day you know that time will come

When you want a good guy with a gun

Good guy with a gun

Good guy with a gun

Death is promised like the rising sun

That's why you're gonna need a good guy

Find myself in uptown

Middle of the summer and the sun's out

So many unsuspecting people chose to come down

Little do they know there's a hunter on the prowl

It happens quick

He brandishes an AR 15, and starts blasting it

As panic grips the pack of innocent bystanders

I'm at ease I can handle this

Moment is now, so I pull my piece out

Point it at the shooter and the crowd

Pull the trigger like, BLAOW

Hear somebody screaming ow

Followed by a kid hitting the ground

Must've missed, bullshit

But this dude is a threat until he's hit

Plus I got a full clip

So I keep firing and re-firing

Sound of the shots drowning out police sirens

He's hiding behind them

Bodies that are shot up and bloody they keep piling

How can a person be so sick

Keep squeezing til the trigger goes click

I duck for cover and I reload

He's doing the same and we each know

one of us will come out alive

So the question is which one will survive: evil versus hero

Pop back out to take aim

Suddenly I hear a bang bang and see his brains spraying

Stunned, I look over to my left and I see a cop with a

Smoking gun leveled at is chest

Threat neutralized

Mission accomplished, the shooter died

No need to thank me I'm just doing my duty as a citizen

With U.S. pride

Peace officer walks up to me

And says we've now taken stock of the scene

It's an awful thing artillery spilling in the streets

All of these young lives lost in a blink

He leans in

I can tell the news is grim from the tone he speaks in

Final tally, I let it sink in

It's a miss shooting twelve dead

And I killed ten