Paul Rosenburg

LETRA

Paul Rosenburg

Em, it's paul, listen...
Joe just called me and he told me you're in the fuc*** back behind the studio...
Shooting your gun off in the air like it's a shooting range...
I told you not to fuc*** bring your gun around,like an idiot...
Outside of your home, you're gonna get yourself in trouble...
Don't bring your gun outside of your home
You can't carry it on you...
Leave the fuc*** gun at home!
*phone hangs up*