My daddy taught me(How to shoot my gun) Lyrics

My daddy taught me how to hold my gun, but I don't want to shoot no one

My daddy taught me how to shoot my gun, but I don't want to kill no one

James Baldwin said it best, you need a little rage, so I just let it drip, let the ink fill up the page

Prayin' for better days, holdin' a 12-gauge, but these crooked motherfuckers wanna see

You in a cage

How can they say that this the land of the free, when there's still states out here practicing

Slavery

Very plain to see that this isn't history, so you say what you want, but it's unsavory

My daddy taught me how to hold my gun, but I don't want to shoot no one

My daddy taught me how to shoot my gun, but I don't want to kill no one

Wave your flag, sag your pants, actin' ass, get the cash

Yeah the American way, beat you black and blue, lookin' like Flavor Flav

Standin' on top, this is just a higher level, and I don't need a gold chain watch or a bezel

Still heavy metal, till the dust settle, down for whatever, now I got leverage

My daddy taught me how to hold my gun, but I don't want to shoot no one

My daddy taught me how to shoot my gun, but I don't want to kill no one

My daddy taught me how to hold my gun, but I don't want to shoot no one

My daddy taught me how to shoot my gun, but I don't want to kill no one