Lyrics

Calm down
Let it build up
Better keep inside
You don’t wanna hide
But you better shut your mouth
Chill out
Take a back seat
Cuz you don’t wanna meet

I’m packing heat on a California street
I ‘m gonna run right through you
I’m packing heat
Never felt so incomplete
I’m gonna head right to you

You’re dead to me
After all that we’ve been through
You lied to me
And still you continue No sympathy for your idiocracy
t’s a blatant catastrophe

I’m packing heat on a California street
I ‘m gonna run right through you
I’m packing heat
Never felt so obsolete
I’m gonna head right to you

Like a time bomb ticking
Ain’t no use predicting
When I’m gonna blow
Like a rocket ship countdown
You don’t wanna be around
When it’s time to go

My weapon’s hot
And I don’t wanna stop
Packing heat
On the California streets