When I woke up this morning
I found myself alone
I turned to touch her hair
But she was gone
She was gone
And there beside my pillow
Were her tears from the night before
She said give up your guns and face the law
I robbed a bank in Tampa
And I thought I had it made
But the hounds picked up my trail within the glades
So I ran
And I stumbled out of this cabin
and she came to me once more
She said give up your guns
She said give up your guns
She said give up your guns and face the law
This is a stick up,stick up
Pistols will lift up,lift up
If don't get up,get up Your hands
Kwe tell 'em
So come to the violence
Wnd we get numb and get silent
Get my gun into firing
I'm never runnin' or hiddin'
This is a stick up,stick up
Pistols will lift up,lift up
If you don't get up,get up Your hands
Kwe tell 'em
Come to the violence
and we get numb and get silent
Get my gun into fring
I'm never runnin' or hiddin'
About a hundred any minute bullets runnin' from the guns
In front of any one of ya all youngins
We ain't trippin' in the winter
Still killin' spring chickens
We ain't slippin',we ain't sittin'
You ain't listen,
This is me
Bitch,this is Nickel bitch
I'm G
Withcmy nigga Kweli get back gettin' stacks since 03'
No strings yo swing wack
Spittin' crack,makin' tracks like a dope fiend oh
Me and my team hot
Dream team I done seen
Obscene fiends seein' nigga whole backdrop
Like a green screen stuck before it's scream
So they stuck him up in Sing Sing
I know what you mean dog
I been caught between walls
I don't kill (I'm the boss)
I just make scream calls
I don't aim I don't give speech in the streets
Like I'm livin' in the movie
I just let the thing off
Hittin' up my funds while I'm ripin' up the slums
With the only pistol left
Cause they giving up their guns
And now I'm in this cabin where my own true love should be
Instead there lies a notes,she wrote to me
And it says:Though you can't live by the bullet
But you sure as dead can die
My love give up yuor guns or say goodbye
Goodbye
Ant the sheriff now is calling with a shotgun at my door
Son
Give up your guns
And face the law
This is a stick up,stick up
Pistols will lift p,lift up
If you don't get up,get up your guns
Kwe tell 'em
Come to the violence
And we get numb to get silent
Get my gun into firin'
I'm never runnin' or hiddin'
This is a stick up,stick up
If you don't get up,get up your guns
Kwe tell 'em
Come to the violence
And we get numb to get silent
Get my gun into firin'
I'm never runnin' or hiddin'
Hell naw my niggas don't make speeches
Cause we ain't no fake preachers
Or follow fake teachers
Soon as the state releases
You from the bank
You not a citizen
You quickly learn to difference
Between rights and privileges
Nothing like Deliverence
Remember when Sai got shot
Yo it was winter,he layed on the ice shiverin'
Comfortably numb
He was killed for being hungry and young
Violently is how the company run
They dump in the slum
See the flashing lights and the gun
And the the end of the tunnel no rebuttal to run
The blood is the sum of equation
When yoaddu up the factors
The splatters attractive
Life don't matter to rappers
So we glorify and glamorize
Talk about our plans to die
And learn to always stay inside the motherfuckin' camera's eye
Get my good side,murder is so sexy
But the hood cries every time one of us would die
Give up your guns ?Never !You crazy ?
I'm all blazey
All 80 fly out
Put your right out let's try it out
Save the babies
Bressed to impress
Blow a hole in your vest
With suitcase money I roll up the stretch
High powered by 09' Mausebergs
Squeeze faster than new V's
Fresh new bags or bullets or bean
Got my paper poppin' and plottin'
I blow a hole right through your stockin'
We real niggas and don dons
Pop through the vagabond tons
Boulevards where niggas will pull a card
Wrong songs don't play me lady killaz
Baby guerrillas with hate feelings
That'll spray up the ceilings
The best ninjas in the business
Mind your business
Staten judicious
Malicious team we live in the kitchens
And this niggas go the fuck home
Bring better biscuits
Come to the rally and flash if you with this
I'm not playin'
We shoot niggas
All day
Keep 'em hollows nigga
They got new little guns
New little joints with long baby missiles in it
Them the joints we play with nigga
Hard bottoms in the hoodie
Ice water nigga
Word up
General Shala Raekwon
All day E'day
A professional,Yeah
Get that money niggas
Don't never give up your guns,you stupid ?
