Money makes a man, and that's a crime
If we all were rich, we'd spend more time
With our daughters and sons, they're losing their minds
We all feel hurt, here's mine... Hear me now
No guns are allowed in here tonight
We're gonna have a free for all, no fight
I wanna get lost in the crowd in here tonight
I need to hear my thoughts, turn the music up loud
Let the music play, me no want no more gunplay
When the bodies hit the ground, there's nothing left to say
We don't want to see more innocent blood she'd
We don't want to more youth dead (come hear me now)
News from back home, it's when it hurts to be gone
Two more young names to be carved out of stone
One summer day that went horribly wrong
Got my dog on the phone, cryin' and sayin' to leave ‘em alone
But I'm not leaving his side, I know that somebody died
Somebody's child, some people duck down and some hide
Some people just cannot react in time
Bullets do not choose a victim, it's the shooter that picks ‘em
They just can't wait to get you in the system
The district attorney could use a conviction
Told you no guns in there, you didn't listen
Life is so heavy with that on your soul
Dedicate this to Cheyenne and Josh
And pour something out for the lives that they stole – 416...
Money makes a man, and that's a crime
Money makes a man, and that's a crime
I wanna get lost in the crowd in here tonight
