A man walks into a corner grocery on 5th street Points his gun at the unsuspecting Says give me your money. Give it now But if you move I’ll pump you full of lead to the ground With trembling hands, he's handed a bag of small bills That don’t add up to his mainline price tag In a fit of rage he puts the barrel in the man's mouth Pulls the trigger and is off with a blood thirsty shout
The unsuspecting, unsuspecting, oh yeah
Next day he rises from his sleep full of hunger No money for food cause he spent it on dope So he goes in search for another unsuspecting He eyes a bank but invades without logic He saw who pushed the button, and gunned him down But he got caught this time how he's downtown So the court gives mercy to a still merciless man Out on parole years later the victim's forgotten
Now he's out but it hasn't changed him a bit He's still the killer inside, and he'll steal in a minute That day a corner preacher said God can heal ya man Just get on your knees and ask forgiveness. He'll set ya free But he knows his way into a store where the money looks good But this time he's met by a suspecting man Who raises a gun but still not quick on the draw And is gunned down quickly his face filled with awe...
The problem is not all that this man is sick For he doesn't fear a capital punishment He knows that the system seems more on his side To protect the guilty so the innocent must die