Song Description

This song is about protecting yourself from harm.

Lyrics

Verse 1
Scene one Picture a gun
Held in a fist of a boy 15 years young
He?s aiming at the man perched above a bloody figure
The man tells the boy don?t squeeze that trigger
the boy looks deep into the eyes of his mom
who?s pulse is long gone, throat cut ear to ear
after years of sleeping on sheets stained with tears and blood
mother realizes that this ain?t love
packed her bags and called a cab
told her son to hurry up but then in walked dad
with a grin on his face like look who?s bad
pulled a knife big enough to cut a man in half
she let out a scream as the blade started dancing
on her flesh with a passion reminiscent of Manson
Boy scared to death pulls out a 45
Should he kill his father or let him stay alive

Chorus 1
Justified Homicide
What do you do?
If you don?t kill him boy
He might kill you
Justified Homicide
No time to waste put the gun in his face
Send him to outer space
Life ain?t fair whoever told you it was
One day you could be forced to kill someone you love
Justified Homicide squeeze that trigger
Justified Homicide Buck em down blow!

Verse 2
Scene two Picture a cop
Hole in his head cause he just got shot
Was known around the block for police brutality
Beat a man to death in 1993
Never got convicted so now he?s got an ego
He don?t care if your white, black, or Latino
Philippi no, or Persian
He love to hurt men cut em deep have ?em pleading for a surgeon
Until this bright sunny day
Karma came in the form of a semi automatic
The cop was up to old habits, rolled up like a savage
Flashing lights in his black and white
Saw two teenagers who weren?t acting right
According to him but they was only having fun
Till that dirty thugged out pig flashed badge and gun
Smashed one kid in the face with his night stick
Other kid ran towards home frightened
The cop chased him right through the front door
Gun shots rang out 1-2-3-4
5th one split the cops head wide open
Eyes stayed wide open till the coroner closed ?em
Camera pans left to the smoking gun
Still in hands of the mother protecting her son

Chorus 2
Justified Homicide
What do you do?
If she didn?t kill him
She?d be dead too
Justified Homicide
No time for tears
What kind of life are you living if you?re live it in fear
If you come under fire from the barrels of hell
And wanna live another day you better fight and rebel
Justified Homicide squeeze that trigger
Justified Homicide Buck him down blow!

Verse 3
Caught in a maze of mayhem
Bloody days await men no saving them
This world if full of cave men acting satanic
Roaming the planet misbehaving so I keep clutching my cannon
Hoping for peace
but knowing there will be war ?til the last man bleeds
?Til the air?s no longer fit to breath
?Til there?s no money left to fuel mans deep passion for greed
You wanna take my life you better seek a priest
don?t care if your the president or the chief of police
I?ll keep squeezing till all breathing has ceased
I?m not a violent man but if shit gets deep
Feds get hit with heat or the blade of a knife
I?m not afraid of a fight the bigger the beast the harder I bite
Trigger squeezed and I?m steeling your light
come in peace or you?ll pay the price

Chorus 3
Justified Homicide
What should I do? If you trying to kill me I?m trying to kill you too
Justified Homicide
no regrets I got a gun to your neck give me some damn respect
In a world full of killers better be prepared
To put a hole in a body, throw your guns in the air
Justified Homicide squeeze that trigger
Justified Homicide Buck em? down blow!