I get violent, by lance Subscribe to rss feed for lance

When i hear the sirens i drop the gun
hit the alleys where it's safe to run
another robbery i was sure i'd make
in reflection a stupid mistake  me and
the boys been here before when we hit the
bank back in '04 

when i hit the ground i get violent
when the sirens sound i get violent
when i draw blood i get violent
i get violent

i tried to take a differant road
but the boredem of life soon overcome
i ran with a dangerous crowd who
seemed to have it all worked out 
we made bank and had our sets but now
im older and full of regrets 

when i was young i got violent
when i shot the gun i got violent
when i had to run i got violent
i got violent.

now im here doin my time i get
a new start one last line i cross it
and im know im through trust me this life
isn't for you.

when i sleep in my cell i got violent
when i escaped i got violent
i lay in my grave cuz i got violent
i got violent.
Posted: 2011-12-23 00:19:00 UTC

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2012-01-03 12:15:15eleanor maslen
soon ;-)

2012-02-05 02:19:02Natural_beauty_Ashe
i love this and the imagery too......it sounds like song lyrics :)