No Holds Barred Album Version

The police urge people to keep their guns locked Up and unloaded. Congress today seems on the verge Of approving gun control. It's time to fight back 'cause the new Jack Black macks ain't said shit about that, wack. Jackin', and I'm packin', 'cause I'm down for the Bank, I'm stackin'. And in a straight up brawl I maul all y'all. You try to crawl for Tylenol and I install big fists in your face, The blows well-placed. Spray you with mace in case Mace is his taste. Throw up the deuce, the Competition is fooled. And he was smokin' a yang Ice and drinkin' an 8-ball. Drunk, stumblin', through with the lean. I sweep him, then attack the spleen. Play the congas on his backbone. He spoke bare tone 'til I twisted his dome. Creep up in my house and try to roll Me up? And got stuck in the gut with A black Glock. And he starts to wobble. Self-defense is what I'm claimin', let's squabble. I pick up a pipe that take plenty of Quick swipes. One graze, the dome is sliced 'cause I ain't white. I don't give a damn 'bout A stupid-ass burglar. It's all circular. The dope dealer sells dope to The dope smoker. The smoker breaks in and tries To choke ya. But I ain't the one to Run from you, son. This is my house, and It's full of guns. I'm down for mine and My choke is nice and hard. When you jack the boss there ain't no holds Barred. No holds holds barred. No holds Barred. I'm crushin' most hoods like Katie did. I'm pleadin' guilty for the damage I did. This ain't about random violence. The clown stepped into my house, fuck silence. Now most punks wanna run for the stun gun. Fuck the stun gun, I got the big one. Forty-four mag, automatic, chrome. Mercury-tipped bullets melt the dome. It's the 1990s and crack is talkin' to the Criminals, ever so subliminal. Some crackhead wants Mix-a-Lot dead. I jack moved instead, another fool bled. I can't cry 'cause my tears are nearly froze. My interior's cold, it possess my soul. I'm on the paranoid tip, and each of my Socks got a clip. When my house got robbed, A top-notch job. Cops laughed while my mom just Sobbed. 911 only works for the rich ones. So I collect guns. So step right through if you're down for the Wrong move. Most crews are moved by my 12-gauge Boom. How can I love when I gotta protect My neck from a punk suspect? Gun control? I ain't with it. They ban the AK and any fool can still Get it. The innocent have been beaten, bruised and Scarred. But for this citizen there ain't no holds Barred. It is an absolute infringement on my Second Amendment rights. No holds barred. When is this attack on gun owners going to End? No holds barred. Education versus restrictions. Hypothetical situation. Gun control starts sweepin' the nation. Now you got a bunch of unarmed innocent victims, Gettin' fucked by the system. Sittin' at home with a butter knife. Ha, any fool could rape your wife. So what's up when the criminals can't be stopped? The only one with guns are the cops. But it's hard for a brother to trust police. Ha, so the shit don't cease. So I go downtown and buy a hot gun. I hated criminals, and now I'm one. Because I bought a gat to protect my house, The cops wanna bust me out. So it's illegal to protect yourself? Hell, you either get killed or you're in jail. So when you vote, you better think about what I just wrote. And fuck writin' a note to Your congressman. You got the fool hired, Now help get the fool fired. A scary scenario. And I put it in your stereo. So when a fool tries to run up on My calm. R. I. P., no holds barred. No holds barred. No holds barred. They take aim at the law-abiding citizen instead of The criminal.