Gun Play

Desert Eagle to life
Because I need a bigger caliber
Using a sawed off
Like persistant to a Mayan calendar
Don't bring em to Kalifornia
They will all wind up dead
Unless they find safety
With a book instead
Berettas and Glocks
Bullet proof tests
This is an allegory
About mechanical friends
A bullet is as logical
As the evidence is clear
A large chamber
And a target steared
Clack and click
Then the chamber closes
Ready for action
With gunpowder in their noses
Playing with guns
Or cautious fire hoses
Smoke jumpers run
Like a smelling salt
Caught in the pyre
Use the safety for bliss
Use flames for pounding
Acid bullets soften
Peoples surroundings
What is never positive
About guns if it's people pulling thier triggers
Giving up a conscience
When battles never figure
To shoot straight
Is not the art of war
Fair is not welcome
In a gunnery award
My scope is a brat
With a coin to the boatman
As I hunt you down
You're not given atonement
If you're my target
You are not easy prey
And I'm investing upon
Not a gun To earn my pay
That is well taught
Gun play!
J.P.S.