Queens - Handguns

Born in the city

We used to play in the street

I was taught to steal for myself and let some crooks run free

People tell me I look like my dad

But I haven’t fought enough men to match the guts that he had

A bastard of Queens

These streets have always called to me

I’m not afraid of being punched in the face

Just the seconds before because I hate that I can’t see the future

I’m not afraid of being jumped at midnight because I’d force my ghost to follow

them home for a fight

Mile high energy ride on finding the actual thief tonight

Forced up on the wall, been looking for answers we knew he wouldn’t give us at

all

A bastard of Queens

It took a drive though his old neighborhood listening to all of his stories

To teach me the kind of man I want to be

I’m not afraid of being jumped at midnight

Cause I’d force my ghost to follow them home for a fight