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I knew a man with a son Who bought him a gun And learned shorty just how to use it Taught him hunting and skining Right from the begining Built himself a mighty fine killer But shorty got picked on Beat on and kicked on And all his classmates wanna punk him So with tears in his eye He catch him in a ride And told his old man he went hunting And he felt so free Like his destiny Lay somewhere out on the horizon His heart went cold He felt a hundred years old And started pulling back on the trigger CHORUS: I think I’m gonna die today And everyone who hurt me’s gonna pay How could such a short time feel so long How could such a young life go so wrong (What’s it gonna take for you to really make it in life?) See me Hear me But don’t touch me You should fear me Lived your life dearly ’Cause I’m seriously disturbed That’s my word Straight to my mother Wayne, my brother Who found another one to play sucker ’Cause I ain’t the one Who put shade in your sun And took all your shine Watch me get mine Feel my love burn Me for my sins Watch the world turn The saga begins Losses and wins Angels and sins Dancin’ on top O’ the head of a pin Don’t know where I’m going But I know where I’ve been I can’t hear a sound I clapped a full round I came to get down I came to get dirty I came to get even CHORUS Momma, don’t cry Please, momma, don’t cry Momma, don’t cry You did nothing wrong
