M.P. Gang Future Gun

You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin’
At the end of the harder they come

You see, he feels like Ivan
Born under the Brixton sun
His game is called survivin’
At the end of the harder they come

You know it means no mercy
They caught him with a gun
No need for the Black Maria
Goodbye to the Brixton sun

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, …

Oh…
the guns of Brixton
Oh…
the guns of Brixton
Oh…
the guns of Brixton
….

Original song by: The Clash – The Guns of Brixton

M.P. Gang - Future Gun lyric
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