Black combat boots pacing in through the school building
He’s gonna fight the good fight, the noble war
He’s gonna fight the good fight, the noble war
[Chorus]
Yeah, my baby has a baby but it’s not me
It’s an AK47 semi-automatic gun and
He loves her more than he loves me
[Spoken interlude]
I don’t care what you say; if you ever touch him again, I will freakin' kill you. I’m gonna pull out the goddamn shotgun and blow your damn head off. Do you understand? You little worthless piece of crap!
Gunslinger, black duster, delusions of a western
He wears his hat on backwards, sets fire to his locker
He’s gonna fight the good fight, the noble war
He’s gonna fight the good fight, the noble war
[Chorus]
Yeah, my baby has a baby but it’s not me
It’s an AK47 semi-automatic gun and
He loves her more than he loves me
I’ll bet you’ve never seen the smile
Of savage-springfield 67H
With his blurry face and cracked voice
Gone through the VHS tapes
[Spoken interlude]
Then you get guts all over the place, then somebody's gonna have to clean it up and the janitors get mad
Uh, I think we'll just use my A.E.B-10 machine pistol on him, probably. Maybe the rocket launcher
Yeah, my baby has a baby but it’s not me
I hear him screaming like late night white trash TV stations Black combat boots pacing in through the school building He’s gonna fight the good fight, the noble war He’s gonna fight the good fight, the noble war [Chorus] Yeah, my baby has a baby but it’s not me It’s an AK47 semi-automatic gun and He loves her more than he loves me [Spoken interlude] I don’t care what you say; if you ever touch him again, I will freakin' kill you. I’m gonna pull out the goddamn shotgun and blow your damn head off. Do you understand? You little worthless piece of crap! Gunslinger, black duster, delusions of a western He wears his hat on backwards, sets fire to his locker He’s gonna fight the good fight, the noble war He’s gonna fight the good fight, the noble war [Chorus] Yeah, my baby has a baby but it’s not me It’s an AK47 semi-automatic gun and He loves her more than he loves me I’ll bet you’ve never seen the smile Of savage-springfield 67H With his blurry face and cracked voice Gone through the VHS tapes [Spoken interlude] Then you get guts all over the place, then somebody's gonna have to clean it up and the janitors get mad Uh, I think we'll just use my A.E.B-10 machine pistol on him, probably. Maybe the rocket launcher Yeah, my baby has a baby but it’s not me Explain Request ×
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