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Dirty Harry (Feat. Bootie Brown & Children's Choir Of San Fernandez)I need a gun to keep myself amongThe poor people are burning in the sun But they ain't got a chance They ain't got a chance I need a gun 'Cause all I do is dance 'Cause all I do is dance I need a gun to keep myself among The poor people are burning in the sun But they ain't got a chance They ain't got a chance I need a gun 'Cause all I do is dance 'Cause all I do is dance In my backpack I got my act right In case you act quite difficult And your resolve weaken With anger and discontent Some are seeking and searching like Nimoy I'm a peace-loving decoy Ready for retaliation I change the whole occasion to a pine box six-under Impulsive don't ask why or wonder Orders given to me is: Strike and I'm thunder with lightning fast reflexes on constant alert From the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure Seems like everybody's out to test ya 'Til they see your break You can't conceal the hate That consumes you I'm the reason why you fill up your Isuzu Chill with your old lady at the tilt I got a 90 days visit And I'm filled with guilt From things that I've seen Your water's from a bottle Mine's from a canteen At night I hear the shots Ring so I'm a light sleeper The cost of life, It seems to get cheaper Out in the desert With my street sweeper The war is over So said the speaker with the flight suit on Maybe to him I'm just a pawn So he can advance Remember when I used to dance Man, all I want to do is dance Dance! Dance! Dance! I need a gun to keep myself among |