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Infectious Grooves

Rules Go Out The Window

 

Rules Go Out The Window

(album: Groove Family Cyco - 1994)


If you want what's under the sun
You better get your fingers 'round a gun
You can rule what's under the sun
If you get your hands around a gun

I'm not convinced of your intention
There's more than a point of contention
Outside is where we'll go to settle
I'm gonna pull out my metal
Now you can't use your college education
When you're swimming in your own perspiration
You broke all the rules you know
Now all the rules go out the window

If you want what's under the sun
You better get your fingers 'round a gun
You can rule what's under the sun
If you get your hands around a gun

Let's check the score to see who's winning
The muthafucka that ain't afraid of sinning
Makes no difference who's older or bigger
He's the smart money 'cause his finger's on the trigger
For every person that thinks that they won't die
There's a bullet waiting to prove you a lie
You can try but you ain't gonna get no hell no
'Cause all the rules just went out the window

If you want what's under the sun
You better get your fingers 'round a gun
You can rule what's under the sun
If you get your hands around a gun

Should of thought about the kickback
Now you got yourself a bitch slap
Without pain, where would I be
Just like you, pretty damn lonely
Now let us take a moment of silence
To commemorate our new bloody found violence
It's the end of the life you know
All the rules just went out the window

If you want what's under the sun
You better get your fingers 'round a gun
You can rule what's under the sun
If you get your hands around a gun

If you want what's under the sun
You better get your fingers 'round a gun
You can rule what's under the sun
If you get your hands around a gun

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