Nowhere to run

The face is covered as he pulls out the gun an easy target is selected for fun,
Out to steal from a local shop, while across the road he’s seen by a cop,
GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR! DO IT YOU BITCH! Helping himself a quick way to get rich,
He runs out of the door face to face with the cop, a gunshot rings out the lawman now drops.

Not meaning to kill things are now out of hand, on the run & what for? A measly 1 grand,
Blue lights are flashing the police on the hunt, a helicopter tracks from miles in front,
Now running blind & feeling so scared try to escape but so unprepared,
An adrenalin rush can’t breathe any air, lights pointing at you avoiding the glare.

Time to take action time running out don’t give a shit for the law that you flout,
A short distance away the law shout it’s time, to give yourself up & pay for your crime,
FUCK YOU, YOU BASTARDS! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM! As you pull out the gun but the trigger is janmmed,
Bluffing the threat’s that you’ll shoot just to kill, the law moving in with a well-rehearsed drill.

Lifting your gun the shot echo’s all round
Staring ahead you fall to the ground,
The marksman’s gun pointed straight at your head,
Bang Bang,Shoot Shoot, now lay down your dead.