Lyrics Gun Jam - BC
I
pledge
allegiance,
not
to
the
flag
Nor
to
the
United
States
of
America
(America,
America,
America,
America,
America,
America,
America,
America,
America,
America,
America,
America)
And
to
the
um-
for-
One
nation,
under
God,
in-
With
liberty
and
justice
for
all?
Don't
make
no
sense
Fuck
it
Look,
yea
First
thing
I
say
I
Keep
fall
safe
that's
before
I
leave
the
house
on
every
day
for
any
occasion
I'm
falling
slowly
I
know
it
One
day
I'ma
see
my
grave
Meet
my
maker
But
lord
I
pray
That
the
gun
jam
in
the
hands
of
the
slave
master
I
mean
racist
policeman
You
got
to
protect
the
Black
Woman
and
Black
Man
a
little
more
these
days
You
been
slacking
a
little
bit
I
ain't
gone
lie
All
the
angels
we
got
I
wonder
why
they
ain't
keeping
us
safe
out
here?
We
need
them
on
our
side
Would
dead
enemies
keep
me
safe?
(Hmm)
And
would
i
do
the
same
thang
after
I'm
put
away?
(Woah)
Momma
always
told
us
to
fix
our
face
I
just
left
home
actually
My
home
girl
brother
just
got
out
the
hospital
and
he
posting
pics
with
his
family
(uh-Huh)
That
made
me
smile
(For
Real)
Just
got
a
gift
from
Chelsea
So
divine
Cuzzo
just
hit
my
phone
Sorry
I
ain't
make
time
Took
time
off
today
So
I
got
time
to
write
rhymes
Been
growing
my
wings
awhile
So
now
I'ma
try
and
fly
If
I
fall
it
may
look
like
a
suicide
I
just
wanted
to
fly
that's
my
word
besides
my
balls
That's
all
I
got
And
shouts
to
my
baby
boo
you
You
held
me
down
so
when
I
make
that
ching
I'ma
up
your
account
That
goes
for
my
brother,
sisters,
mom
and
my
dad
as
well
In
the
AM
I
take
the
red
pill
You
saying
mourning
still
when
it's
a
grand
rising
every
time
your
eye
lash
bat
man
I'm
frugal
and
minimal
she
like
"why
you
want
to
live
like
that
man?"
First
thing
I
say
I
Keep
fall
safe
that's
before
I
leave
the
house
on
every
day
for
any
occasion
I'm
falling
slowly
I
know
it
One
day
I'ma
see
my
grave
Meet
my
maker
But
lord
I
pray
That
the
gun
jam
in
the
hands
of
the
slave
master
I
mean
racist
police
man
Pray
the
gun
jam
I'ma
Black
man
why
you
want
to
gun
me
down?
I
don't
want
to
do
the
gun
dance
pray
the
gun
jam,
pray
the-
pray
the
gun
jam
(bow)
Hootie,
hootie
(click,
click),
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie
(Click,
click,
bow),
hootie
uh
(I
hope
you
hear
me)
Hootie,
hootie
(click,
click),
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie,
hootie
(Click,
click,
bow),
hootie
uh
(Front
to
the
back,
can
you
hear
me?)
First
thing
I
say
I
Keep
fall
safe
(Left
to
the
right
side,
can
you
hear
me?)
that's
before
I
leave
the
house
(Click,
click,
bow)
on
every
day
for
any
occasion
I'm
(Click,
click)
falling
slowly
I
know
it
(Right,
left,
front,
back,
hear
me)
One
day
I'ma
see
my
grave
Meet
my
maker
But
lord
I
pray
That
the
gun
jam
in
the
hands
of
the
slave
master
I
mean
racist
policeman
(can
you,
(Click,
click)
hear
me?)
First
thing
(Click,
click)
I
say
I
Keep
fall
safe
that's
before
I
leave
(Don't
you
ignore
me)
the
house
on
every
day
for
any
Occasion
I'm
falling
(Click)
slowly
I
know
it
One
day
I'ma
see
my
grave
Meet
(Click)
my
maker
But
lord
I
pray
That
(Click)
the
gun
jam
in
the
hands
of
the
slave
master
I
mean
racist
(click)
police
(Click)
man
Pray
that
the
gun
jam
In
the
hands
(I
pray
that
the
gun
jam)
Of
the
slave
master
(Too
many
people
gone
now)
Pray
that
the
gun
jam
(Too
many
mothers
crying
oh)
In
the
hands
Of
the
policeman,
oh
Pray
that
the
gun
jam
(We
won't
die,
we
staying
live,
and
we
going
live)
In
their
hands
(Gun
jam,
gun
jam,
gun
jam,
lord
oh)
Pray
that
the
gun
jam
(Oh
lord
please
let
the
gun
jam)
I
pray
that
the
gun
jam,
in
the
hands,
of
the
slave
master
(we
won't
die,
head
to
the
sky,
Fist
up
with
pride)
Nah
we
won't
die
God
by
our
side
Black
God
body
look
who
want
to
play
God
I
pray
for
the
gun
jam
Oh
I
pray
for
the
gun
jam
(Click,
click,
for
the
jam)
I
pray
for
the
gun
jam
(Click,
click)
Oh
I
pray
that
the
gun
jam
1 Back To the Basics
2 Black Star
3 Can I Live
4 Different Kind of King
5 Gun Jam
6 I Still Love Her
7 Inshallah
8 Kumbaya (feat. Nia Zhane)
9 Maktub (feat. Leo)
10 Neva Hurt Again
11 Salat
12 Sticky Note (feat. Arie Elle)
13 Sword of Fire (feat. moe.BPM)
14 Two Question Marks Make a Heart (feat. Nia Zhane)
15 Uncle Sam
16 What Would We Do?
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