I don`t need no friends to tell me who my friends are
I don`t need some pig to tell me what the rules are
See me walkin` I`m loaded
See me walkin` I`m loaded
I`ve got an ear for every sound
I`ve got an ear down to the ground
These blues come down
These blues come down
The streets are burnin`
The years are turnin`
The sky is falling down
The line has been drawn
Been pushed too far
Been pushed too hard
Knocked down, knocked down, no, no, no, break it
I don`t need your lovin`
I don`t want your beauty
I go back in my head, I go ugly in my head
This home is loaded, it`s ugly
This lonely ghetto, it`s ugly
See him walkin` with a gun in his hand
See I`m walkin` with a gun in my hand
See him walkin` with a gun in my heart
Loaded, ugly, loaded, ugly, loaded, ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly...
