I'm a gamblerAnd I'm a runnerBut you knew thatWhen you lay down
I'm a pictureOf ugly storiesI'm a killerAnd I'm a clown
Step into the street by sundownStep into your last goodbyeYou're a target just by livingTwenty dollars will make you die
I wear laceAnd I wear black leatherMy hands are lightning upon my gun
My shots are cleanAnd my, my shots are finalMy shots are deadlyAnd when it's done
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