KRS-One — Gimme Da Gun

[Intro: KRS-One] Yo you ain't got to do this man I know times get hard but... This is crazy man [Hook: KRS-One] Come on now, give me the gun Come on now, give me the gun You don't wanna do that son Give me the gun Come on now, give me the gun Come on now, give me the gun You don't really wanna do that now Give me the gun [Verse 1: KRS-One] Come on now, give me the gat What you doing? What you move? What you living like that? Give me that back in fact you ain't living like that Come on now, give me the gat You don't wanna sit in the sack, give me the gat [?] clean up your act, that's where the change is at Put down the gat, I know where you at Come on, don't overreact Come on now, give me the gun You an adult now, you gotta start living like one Like if you an emcee, you can't wait for me man You gotta start spitting like one Hit like one, shoot the gift and uplift and keep a spliff lit like one Get that son, and don't forget that one Come on man now, give me the gun [Hook: KRS-One] Come on now, give me the gun Come on now, give me the gun You don't wanna do that son Give me the gun Come on now, give me the gun Come on now, give me the gun You don't wanna do that son Give me the gun, you don't wanna do that son Give me the gun, you don't wanna do that son [Verse 2: KRS-One] Come on now, easy mon You don't want neighbor to be see you mon You ain't not peeped upon Older son, it's time now to be a man Give me your hand, let me hear your plan Let me get you up and down, now you're ready for jam You can be a whole different mon, a man Living in a whole different plahn, a plan My man, my man, give me your hand Take the time off or put your feet in the sand Bad times hooking you man Just another way to see it if you really looking my man Are you look-look looking my man Or are you in the world of lookbook looking again? Drowning, frowning, looking to sin Yo man I ain't gonna say it again [Hook: KRS-One] Come on now, give me the gun Come on now, give me the gun You ain't gotta do that son Give me the gun Come on now, give me the gun Come on now, give me the gun Your life is something son Give me the gun, you don't wanna do that son Give me the gun, come on now, give me the gun [Verse 3: Raphi] Give you the gun, yeah right, why should I? Had enough of this life, how could I? Live another day, live it away It's all display, come on now really, why would I? It ain't working man, I'm worthless I'm a good guy gone berserk And nobody cares, everyone's smirking [?] for me and my girlfriend [?] my girlfriend It's better this way like veterans say The world just don't deserve him Final curtain, yeah you heard him Never hurt that no one will miss me I did them [?] but they diss me Respect never cut the check so I did my dirt tryin' to get filthy For feeling guilty, choking on two feet of milky But that's just how Cali build me Move on with a new song tryin' to make it, will he? The clever kid never did I readily weathered it moving the subject and predicate willfully Doing it skillfully, kept it real but it never made a mil for me Paid the bills? Yeah right, man it made more And it wasn't what I came up in the game for Big Shame became one of my name Whether money ever coming to me [?] open the door But I'm tired of knocking, on my last option I'm stopping, never got it popping So it's no longer fun I got my gun, I'm done