You start a fight
Bark and Bite
You hit your friend
He fell to the sand
He gets up and runs
Gets he gun
Come back with his posse
Acting all posse
They shoot their guns
Everyone runs
Except for me
I can’t see
Blood runs from my shoulder
Damn bullet hit me like a boulder
Hit the ground
Ears have a ringing sound
You left me their
It wasn’t fair
I did anything
I never started nothing
You were both my friends
Are bonds weren’t suppose to bend
Now I stand
With better friends
Guns are for wussies
But you two were pussies
Ya’ll fought over a bitch
And i was the one lying in a ditch
What the fuck Steve
Why did you leave
To have some fun
With a gun
Your a fucker
And fuck you to Tucker
Have fun in prison
Hope you find some reason
For hurting your pal
Over some gal
See you in twenty
Or was it forty
Hope you have fun
While some guy fucks your buns
That may be crappy
But its a thought that makes me happy