Gods Gotta Gun Lyrics - Keepin The Vibe Alive - Mick Mashbir

Slaughterin' Children In Cold Blood 

In South American Streets 

Tainting The Air With Violence 

While Choppin' Down The Amazon Trees 

Hey Little Man 

Its An Eye For An Eye 

You Better Take Off 

Or You're Gonna Die 

Chorus: 

God's Gotta Gun 

Better Hide Better Run 

God's Gotta Gun And He's 

Gunnin For You 

Taxin Our Hard Earned Money 

Blastin It To Outer Space. 

People Are Homeless And Starvin, 

Yet You're Ordering A French Champagne 

Hey Little Man Let Me Give You A Tip 

You Better Shut-Up 

You'd Better Bite Your Lip Cause 

Chorus: 

God's Gotta Gun 

Better Hide Better Run 

God's Gotta Gun 

And He's Gunnin For You 

Riding Around On A White Horse 

You Outlaw Oral Sex 

Then You Sell You Soul For The Party 

While Given' Exxon Head 

God's Gotta Gun 

Gods Gotta Gun 

And He's Gunnin For You 

It Ain't No Smith And Wesson 

It Ain't No 44. 

It Ain't No Uzi 

It's The Biggest *^#&Amp;!! Gun You've Ever Seen 

You Better Run Little Man 

You Better Run 

God's Gotta Gun 

N' He's Gunnin For You