Prodigy of Mobb Deep — Gun Love

[Intro: Prodigy & Claudja Barry] You This here A true story You and me, Baby We belong together You might learn from it We were made for each other You really can get it on [Verse 1: Prodigy & Claudja Barry] Yo, it seems like yesterday when we first met (You) I was only six but you was much older We got more tight during the latter part of my life We spent nights sittin’ in the crib gettin’ right You hold me down when times is most foul I held you underneath a tight belt There were nights I needed you most And you held back Stuck up for me, maybe I was going too fast I had to stop, figure why you wouldn’t perform Took it slow, put you back in effect to get it on My confidant, my right hand, my left hand You brought the tears outta every man The way you feel in my palms Puts me under your charm Affect a nigga to the point of losing his calm I know you outside and in I could take you apart Put you back together again Wash your body parts, oil your skin Way beyond lovers, we was close friends [Break] Don’t, don’t, don’t hurt me again [Verse 2] As time flew by, the both of us grew in size ’89 you were sixteen, we used to take flicks posing Respect you more by the moment Then I knew it wasn’t lust I was feeling We’ve been through so much Sometimes I have to talk to my dunn He told me chill the fuck out It’s just a G-U-N love [Refrain] Don’t, don't hurt me again Don’t ,don’t, don't, hurt me again (its the G-U-N love) Don’t don’t hurt me again (Told me chill the fuck out it’s just the G-U-N love, it's real It's like this) [Verse 3] Awww shit, my mom busted in caught me feelin' you Remember that shit, she caught us layin' in the bedroom But those were the good old days with no trouble Now it's 1992, things start to crumble Couldn’t separate us for shit, cause we was corrupt That shit don’t mix, now here come the handcuffs They took us both in, locked up Then we had to part, shit I got out But kept you for past charges Cause I found out the last nigga you dealt with Was wilding, out in CPT They thought it was me I reminisce days I used tot take you out for no reason And just to be with you, Hun Young, dumb and full of cum I used to flash, you was mine But now I’m no better I used to be real foul and let Noyd hit her How about the train when you went down my pants' leg Indecent exposure, if Jakes woulda seen it You was hot and ready to pop, at any given moment Woulda took a man's life for me if I chose it You kept your silence and that’s what I liked the most Until it was time for you to step up ,you kept it shut I can’t help but to think back on how it was That type of shit remind me of my G-U-N love is bugged [Break] Don’t, don’t hurt me again [Verse 4] Gun jones, in case you ain’t know: well here it go I’m speaking of my deep passion for pistols At first, it was like a teenage love Now it’s much more real while I’m handling ‘em I keep a few now in case I gotta turn one loose I’m doing shows for delf now, holding myself down, nigga It’s cause of ya mouth, it’s why you fell **blaow** He lost all of the strength in his legs then fell down See, thug ain’t a look, it’s a way of life And see the guns, that’s how the benevolent survive I protect what’s positive and it’s kept me alive Remember, we rule with a iron rod That be the nines and the multiple guns that negative make We took those, and beat the devil at his own game So why you grillin’ me? Wrinkling up your face posing? Walking with a extra bop because you holding Pulling your pants' legs up like you about to jump I know how you feel, Cuzzo You really not a punk But don’t let your emotions take over your thought Don’t get yourself murdered over G-U-N love You heard? Are you listening? Wisen up ‘fore you wind up bleedin’ and missin’ Its real… [Outro] Gun love See guns, is made for warfare And the destruction of what's good and positive You see, it's time for that shit to turn around though Devils got us out here, pointing our weapons at each other Diverting our attention from what's real