“Guns Don’t Kill” By Ronald Chatman 11-30-04

THE MOST POWERFUL AND MOST DESTRUCTIVE TOOL EVER CREATED WAS THE GUN.
THE GUN HAS CHANGED THE COURSE OF HISTORY MORE TIMES THAN ANYONE COULD
EVER IMAGINE. FROM WORLD LEADERS TO THE WORLDS RELIGIOUS FIGURES TO THE
INNOCENT BYSTANDERS IN THE STREET, THE GUN HAS HAD MORE IMPACT ON
MANKINDS WAY OF LIFE THAN ANY OTHER WEAPON EVER CREATED BY MAN. THE MOST
POWERFUL WEAPON OF ALL IS KNOWLEDGE. IT TOOK THE KNOWLEDGE OF
TECHNOLOGY FOR THE MODERN DAY WEAPONS OF TODAY TO BE CONSTRUCTED. IT
TOOK THE KNOWLEDGE OF TECHNOLOGY TO CONSTRUCT THE WEAPONS OF MASS
DESTRUCTION THAT THE UNITED STATES INVADED AFGHANISTAN AND IRAQ WITH. IN
SOME CASES THE GUN IS A SELFLESS TOOL USED FOR THE PROTECTION OF SELF AND
PROPERTY. IN OTHER CASES THE GUN IS A SELFISH WEAPON THAT IS USED TO
PROCURE THE PROPERTY OF OTHERS BY MEANS OF FORCE AND VIOLENCE AND TO
TAKE INNOCENT LIFE FROM THOSE THAT ARE UNSUSPECTING.

IT WILL BE THE WEAPON OF KNOWLEDGE THAT WILL UNITE OUR PEOPLE AND BRING
ABOUT PEACE AMONG ALL OF US, WHO HAVE BEEN DOOMED TO DIE IN THE STREETS
OF THE GHETTOS, BY WAY OF THE GUN.

I AM THE GUN IN THE HANDS OF THE YOUNG GANG MEMBER, THAT JUST MURDERED 2
ENEMIES, AND THE 1 INNOCENT VICTIM, THAT WAS ON THE WAY HOME FROM WORK
WITH A BAG OF GROCERIES. THE INTENT OF THE FLYING BULLETS WOULD NOT HAVE
SEEMED SO WRONG HAD THE RIGHT PEOPLE GOTTEN SHOT, BUT THE MOST FATAL OF
MY VICTIMS MEANT ME NO HARM HIS ONLY INTENT WAS TO GET HOME TO FEED HIS
FAMILY.

I WAS BROUGHT INTO THE CITY BY A WHITE MAN WITH A BADGE ON HIS CHEST, DRIVING
A BLACK AND WHITE CAR, WITH A SLOGAN ON THE SIDE THAT SAYS, “TO SERVE AND
PROTECT” HE GUNNED DOWN A BLACK TEENAGER AND QUICKLY THREW ME AWAY, I
WAS FOUND BY A LATINO VATO IN A TRASH CAN THE VERY NEXT DAY. HE ROBBED 2
STORES AND KILLED 3 ENEMIES OF OTHER RACES, THEN WAS MURDERED IN A
SHOOTOUT, SHOT TWICE IN THE FACE.

THE KILLER TOOK ME AND RESOLD ME IN THE STREET, IT DON’T MATTER HOW MANY
MURDERS ARE ON ME AS LONG AS YOU CAN BUY YOU SOME HEAT. NOW YOU’VE GOT
THE POWER OF GOD IN YOUR HANDS AND YOU CHOOSE WHO LIVES OR DIES, YOU AIN’T
GONNA PUNK OUT NO MORE, JUST WAIT TILL THE NEXT MOTHERFUCKER TRIES. I DON’T
GIVE A FUCK IF HE IS A BLOOD OR A CRIP, I’M GONNA SHOOT HIM IN THE MOUTH, AND
WATCH THE BLOOD TRICKLE DOWN, THEN GO TO PRISON AND DO LIFE FOR MURDER,
NO DOUBT.

JOHN MOSES BROWNING, SAMUEL COLT, YOU HAVE MADE SUCH POWERFUL
MACHINERY THE MINORITY YOUTH IS DYING WITH NO HOPE.

I WAS UNLOADED IN A DRIVE BY, THROWN AWAY AGAIN IN A POLICE CHASE, FOUND BY
A 12 YEAR OLD KID IN THE STREET, WHO LATER SHOT ONE OF HIS CLASSMATES.

OH, YEA I’VE BEEN AROUND, BUT MY BULLETS GO MUCH FARTHER, TO THOSE
ORPHANED BY GANG RELATED CRIME, I TOOK YOUR MOTHER S AND FATHERS.

I WAS 2PACS GIRLFRIEND, I WAS SCARFACES LITTLE FRIEND, BUT I WON’T STOP KILLIN’
MOTHERFUCKERS UNTIL THE LIFE OF ALL THAT IS LIVING IS BROUGHT TO AN END.
LOAD ME UP WITH 75 ROUNDS THE ASSAULT WEAPONS BAN HAS EXPIRED, GENOCIDE
WILL NEVER END AND THE KILLERS WILL NEVER GET TIRED.

KIRISHNAKOV MADE ME AUTOMATIC IN 1947, WAS HE MURDERED? WAS HE SHOT? AND
THE REAL QUESTION IS DID HE GET INTO HEAVEN?

GOD MADE MAN AND SMITH AND WESSON MADE US ALL EQUAL, DRIVE BY SHOOTINGS
WOULD NOT BE SO BAD IF THEY STOPPED SHOOTING THE WRONG PEOPLE.

WHO AM I TO SAY WHO LIVES AND DIES? ALL I KNOW IS, I AM LIVING TO DIE, LIFE GETS
SO HARD FOR ME SOMETIMES, I WANT TO BREAK DOWN AND CRY.

I HAVE BEEN SOLD TO BLOODS IN L.A., SHOT BY CRIPS IN COMPTON, AS LONG AS I AM
AROUND AIN’T NO PROBLEMS, I KNOW HOW TO GET THINGS POPPIN’.

MADD RONALD FROM THE 20’S CALLS ME, “ROSCOE” HIS HOMIES SAY, “YAYA OR
HEAT” IT DON’T MATTER WHAT MY NAME IS, I STAY BUSY KNOCKIN FOOLS OFF THEIR
FEET. I TOOK MALCOLM, MARTIN, AND MEDGAR A WHITE MAN AIN’T USED ME SINCE
THAT TIME, BUT IT AIN’T NO BIG THANG TO ME NIGGERS ARE KILLIN EACH OTHER AND
WHEN THEY GET WEAK THEY DROP A DIME. NOW THERE IS A NEW PLAN, WHITE MAN AIN’
T GOTTA DO NO WORK, JUST KEEP SHIPPIN’ THOSE GUNS INTO THE GHETTOS, WILLIE
LYNCHS SELF HATRED ALREADY HIT US WHERE IT HURTS.

I TOOK 2PAC, I TOOK BIGGIE, I PUT IN WORK ON JAM MASTER JAY,GUN VIOLENCE IS ON
THE RISE IT AIN’T NO SURPRISE, I AIN’T NO TOY AND I DIDN’T COME TO PLAY.

THEY RAPP ABOUT ME IN THEIR SONGS, HOW YOU AIN’T GONNA LIVE LONG AND HOW
THESE RAPPERS BUST CAPS EVERYDAY, BUT IF THEY REALLY DID THEY’D BE DEAD OR
IN JAIL, SO DON’T BELIEVE A WORD OF WHAT THEY SAY.

ARNOLD TERMINATED THE WORLD WITH ME TIGHTLY IN HIS GRIPAND IF YOU KNOW THE
MOVIE, HE NEVER RELOADED THE CLIP. WHEN IT WAS ALL OVER EVERYBODY WAS
DEAD, THE TERMINATOR IS THE GOVERNOR OF CALIFORNIA, THERE’S NOT A WORD TO
BE SAID. NOW DON’T THAT SOUND KRAZY, THE TERMINATOR IS THE GOVERNOR OF THE
STATE WITH THE HIGHEST MURDER RATE. DEATH TO YOU ALL UNTIL MY
APPREHENSION, I AM THE PISTOL IN YOUR WAISTBAND THE ONE YOU FORGOT TO
MENTION. I AM THE TEK 9 ON YOUR PASSENGER SEAT, THE 380 IN YOUR POCKET,
WHEN I BARK OUT LOUD THEY WOULD SWEAR YOU LAUNCHED A ROCKET.

MOTHERFUCKERS BETTER DUCK WHEN I BLAST THEY TAKE COVER, THE FLASH FROM
THE MUZZLE, THE SMELL OF GUNPOWDER YOU KNOW THEY JUST KILLED ANOTHER
BROTHER.

IT IS NOT MY FAULT, I AM ONLY A TOOL, GUNS DON’T KILL, STUPID ASS PEOPLE WITH
GUNS DO.

A MOMENT OF PHILOSOPHY: THERE ARE ONLY 2 TIMES IN LIFE THAT WE ARE TRULY
FREE, WHEN WE ARE SLEEP AND WHEN WE ARE TRAVELING.

2 Responses to ““Guns Don’t Kill” By Ronald Chatman 11-30-04”

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