Tight groove with a Prince wanna-be sound.
Story behind the song
While living in Cincinnati, my girlfriend was beaten and raped by three police officers. This song was written in order to help me get through the traumatic experience.
Lyrics
Are you blind or do you see this gun in my hand?
You're not the victim and you've ruined all my plans
Did you think that I cared about your badge?
You think you're big, but now you can't even stand
Uh oh, uh oh
Gun in my hand is aiming at you
Uh oh, uh oh
Gun in my hand is aiming at you
How can your flesh hold your heart made of stone
Raped my woman and broke into my home
I know you're scared 'cause it's just you and me alone
I'll make you suffer, make you wish that you weren't born
Uh oh, uh oh
Gun in my hand is aiming at you
Uh oh, uh oh
Gun in my hand is aiming at you
Don't even try to talk me out of this game
I found your friends and did them in just the same
So it seems that you're the next one to blame
Pray to God that you don't feel any pain
Uh oh, uh oh
Gun in my hand is aiming at you
Uh oh, uh oh
Gun in my hand is aiming at you
