"Ain't got no alarm, no cameras around.
No cash from sales, what sales anyway.
Cops showing up to have an eye on me, wish it was true.
This is American property, believe me.
See these flags at the window, 50c each.
Your gun is my nightmare, 24/7.
Out of business now. Poor as you are. Feel what you feel.
Fear.
Never leaves my soul, but can't tell nobody about it.
Should get me a gun.
Cold metal in my sweaty hand.
Enemies everywhere. All shakin'.
Fear's pulling the trigger. Not me. Not me."
