Lyrics
I woke up this morning
It was still day
Found my dog underneath the Chevrolet
I knew things would go wrong
I got back home and my home was gone
So I grabbed a gun
And walked down into the street
I tried to find some enemies to meet
And now I'm looking
Yeah, still searching
For a place with my guns in hand
Because
They can't tell me what I can or cannot do
And I won't hold them by the hand
They can lay on the ground
While I snipe from the top
And see their life turn into sand
Let me tell ya why
It's a problem
No, it's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
No, it's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
No, it's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
No, it's not a problem to me!
They can't tell me what I can or cannot do
And I won't hold them by the hand
They can lay on the ground
While I snipe from the top
And see their life turn into sand
Let me tell ya why
It's a problem
No, it's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
No, it's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
No, it's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
No, it's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
It's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
It's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
It's not a problem to me!
It's a problem
It's not a problem!
