i edited this to be family friendly. its a comparison b/w dogs and guns with some pretty good metaphor's IMO.
My dogs is my guns,
they attack any body that comes or any body that runs
if my glocks on safe that means my dogs on the leash
Twenty shells in the clip, each bullet's the teeth
keep my dogs starvin', they ain't ate in days
keep my guns loaded, they can't wait to spray
my glock is a Rot, my Four-Fifth is a Pit
my D.E. a bullmastiff, who wanna get bit?
when my guns spark that means I let 'em loose in the park
now let's see if your bite is as big as your bark
my Nine against your Nine to the death, have a dogfight
foamin' at the mouthpiece, run the streets all night
my dogs turn to razors up North
they don't wear collars, scratched the serial off
no owner, no dogtag, my dogs is illegal
they bite a hole in you so big you can see through
my dogs will even bark at this whole click
this a K-9, it eats it's own “poop”
they tried to put him to sleep, kids scared to pet 'em
I just say "sick 'em" and it pulls of and gets 'em
I got two dogs, one named dude, one named B****
B**** is the one with the pretty chrome clip
Dude’s the one with the taped up grip
I'll make 'em empty simultaneous 'till you get hit
stop fightin' in the streets, life is a struggle
put on a silencer, now they're wearin' a muzzle
I hate Puppies, little guns, I need power
you small time, a .22, you a chihuahua
teeth growin', bullets we never run out of
my dogs mate with new guns, I feed 'em gun powder
they ain't home trained, nor house broken
mouth open, droolin', that means the barrel is smokin'
I walk my dogs every night, prime-meridian
bust under water, they can swim, amphibian
turn 'em to a sawed-off, get their ears chopped off
my automatics a Pit with the locked jaw.
my dogs is my guns
i walk with em, talk with em, always in new york with em.
i never leave em, eat with em, sleep with em,
set em on the sink, man, take a leak with em.