Lyrics:
the start
This friend of mine would fall apart
Pretending not to see his gun
I said let's go out and have some fun
I know you know
We believe in a land
We lost our four big chances
Calvary Dallas Memphis LA
In two thousand years, four chances
A cross and a gun stole them away
A man called John loved
high if you reside in 213
Let's see that blunt raised (brr)
Whether you Eastside or Westside of the 313
Let's see them guns blaze (brr, brr, brr)
jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodeaux, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
drink gun powder to kill the taste.
Women down in Mexico, they's bad as bad can be.
Women in old Mexico, they're bad as bad can be.
They eat rattlesnakes
Now my widow she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless
[Intro]
Woke up this mornin', (yeah)
You got yo'self a gun (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Got yo'self a gun
[Nas]
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines
the color
Deep hit of morning sun
Lose your friends
One by one
To the needle
To the gun
To the virus
To the bomb
To slow death
To fast burn
boots by the bed
We ain't leaving this room
'Til someone needs medical help
Or the magnolias bloom
It's cold in this house and I ain't going out
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and fuck with us
They give us guns
shape
Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die
Before we learn to fly
Somebody elses child caught in gun smoke
And we, can all make a change
So I'm
and be gay, oh
Son of a gun, we?ll have big fun on the bayou
Thibodeaux, fountaineaux, the place is buzzin?
Kinfolk come to see yvonne by the dozen
playing in the burning sun
One with books, one with guns
Mama calls but just one comes
The other one runs
In a crystal sense of wrong and right
We were
My life's in jeopardy
Murdered in cold blood is what I'm gonna be
I haven't been home since Friday night and now my wife
Is comin' after me
really running out
Then this is no time to run away
'Cause we're destined to look for truth in this life
Blinded by tearful eyes
If it's no use trying in
Codeine (codeine)
I'm sippin' lean for the protein
Ain't no co-defendant (no co-defendant)
Slide on them blocks by my lonely (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Gun
jar and be gay-oh
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Thibodeaux, Fontainbleau, the place is buzzin'
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by
Another notch on your gun
Years gone by and now I'm eight
The girl next door, I can't tolerate
She found a patient, oh, I give in
She's the nurse with
And her soft satin armour
Lying on the far side of the bed
Wounded and heart broken
She's scared by the killin' words I said.
I have no rules in battle
So
He took a little money with a gun in his hand
Know the kids are hungry and the wife ain't well
And the daddy's locked up in a prison cell
Orleans
He's a little boy racer
Shooting guns on the high street of love
In a crowd it's hard to spot him, but anonymity can cost
He's never cheap â??n'
"You know we got em
Forty fives, machine guns, heavy artillery
We got those grenades on your ass, nigga
Boss, Black Wall Street
I'm in that
gonna buy this place and see it burn
Do back the things it did to you in return
Ah, ah, ah, ah
He said I'm gonna buy a gun and start a war
If you
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