my gun歌词
Nah, we ain't done
I love bein hated, it great
It let's me know that I made it
I wouldn't have it no other way
I wouldn't trade it for the world
Only let's me know that I'm loved
by so many other motherfuckers that ain't you
And is bomb, as you keep fuckin with us, we keep fuckin you up
And keep pullin the rug from up under you
And what's even more fucked up, is we enjoy what were doin
so much there ain't nothin that we love more than+Pullin Your Skirts Up+
And exposin you hoes so much, people are startin to wonder
what's up with them fuckin one dough a man under rules
Do on to others as you will have done under you
So who the fuck you motherfuckers gonna run to
When someone runs up with a mask and puts a gun to you(*gun cocks*)
You gonna ask yourself, how come your mans
didn't enter that last round that he had in Curtis Jackson's ass while he had the chance
You keep askin us to keep it on wax but we can't
This is past any rationalization
We have captured national media attention
Conversation is senseless, you can sense the tension start buildin
soon as we enter the'106th& Park' building
Someone's gonna get killed and I swear to God
if someone so much as even touches one of my people
I'll put a million on his head
And you ain't got the funds to match or counteract it
But I'd rather rap than get into this gangsta shit
And it ain't because I'm a bitch
It's because I ain't a bitch, I don't endanger people that I'm with
I'm a general, I ain't Bush, I don't send my soldiers to war
If I ain't there in the middle of the shit with'em, so when I do get'em
Orders to storm your headquarters, you'll be fuckin with a.
[Swifty McVay]
Fuckin with a piece keeper, see you a nigga that greet this lyrical meat cleaver
That'll eat ya, niggaz wanna keep speakin, like it ain't even that deep
I got heat that'll sweep a nigga street(*explosion*)
See I wouldn't fuck with me neither, only heaven can help ya
I'll be searchin for you longer than the"Legend of Zelda"
Without a failure, there's gonna be hell to tell the
captain that a bassett hound couldn't even smell ya
body, when I hide ya, I be on that mob shit
You another Hoffa, under the Renaissance bitch
You get bombed like Lebanon(*explosion*) with my own tactic
I snatch your head like one of Saddam's wigs
[Obie Trice]
Motherfucker, I'll handle you
We can have it out on any Avenue
A+Average Man+ flipped into an animal
Shoot out your mandibles
Cannons and ammunition, reload with precision
Nigga know the mechanicals
Break a pistol down, you should see them handles
The street taught the child, no read up manuals
Pushin crack vows, young Nino Brown
Chasin green is the dream, when your young and brown
Bound to be a problem child, look what I'm involved in now
A'Dozen Dirty' niggaz and they all get down
Dissolve any problem that enlarge with ours
When revolvers we said"all men get out"(*gunshot*)
(Eminem: c'mon)
While your punchin and tacklin punks
I'm handlin chumps, packin a pump
that's longer than the elephant trunk(*gun cocks*)
On the streets I'm a beast, I feast upon the weak
So speak beef, I'll shot you and scream"increase the peace"
A monster, pistol packin pushin niggaz off they Hondas
Stomp ya, get it crackin, yankin bitches for they ganja
Sneaky as fuck, I don't think mama beat me enough
When she was sleep and stuff, I was stealin the keys to the truck
Shut the fuck up, before you end up dead in the dump truck
Or in the streets takin a nap, bleedin and lumped up
+Who Want What+ like M. Bleek, with this heat if you ten deep
Then fuck it, it will be ten sleepin(*gunshots*)
Don't muscle with my a land ski
Don't tustle with my hand speed
Clutch your burner, bust it and watch your man bleed
We ferocious, toast no holsters
Approach us, throw heat straight from the shoulders(c'mon,*gunshot*)
We the soldiers, y'all the youngsters(ha)
Youngsters lungs puncture, dead in a dumpster(*gunshot*)
Upstairs the Munster, hand full of drama
You scared of the drama, bomber the monster(*gun cocks*, boof)
I'm back nigga(Proof), I reappear
Shoot like(*gunshot*), you ain't seein clear
Blackness, carcass covered with cat fish
We murkers with no purpose other than practice(bitch)
There's three things I hate: liars, fakes and cheaters
Alcoholics, sluts and fuckin wife beaters
A gat that describes my life(damn)
I don't even know who song this is(scratched-*Obie Trice*)
Bitch, Bizarre don't give a fuck about no hip hop
At my release party in a pink tank top and Reeboks(*laughing*)
This Ja Rule beef I ain't gettin in
I'll need an R& B singer to sing at my wedding
I turn your face into a fuckin meat patty
I'll fuck your mommy and go fishin with your granny
I'll+Shit on You+, I'll pee on R. Kelly too
This is Bizarre, see you"Devil's Night 2"
Nah,我们被做
我爱厌恶的 bein,它棒的
它让我们我知道我做到
我不有它没有其他的方法
我不为世界交易它
只让我们我知道我被爱
被如此许多其他的 motherfuckers哪一不是你
而且是炸弹,当你和我们保存 fuckin之时,我们向上保存 fuckin你
而且保存 pullin毯子从在你之下上面
而且什么有更多性交在,上面是我们享受什么是 doin
这么多有我们爱的 nothin较多的超过+Pullin你的裙子增加+
而且 exposin你引人注意这么多,人是 startin想知道
什么有向上和他们 fuckin一生面团一个男人在规定之下
做在对其他之上当你将会在你之下做
因此谁那性交你去跑向的 motherfuckers
当某人跑在与面具上面而且对你放一只枪(*枪公鸡*)
你去问你自己,为什么你的男人
没有进入最后的回合他在柯蒂斯有了杰克森的驴当他的时候有机会
你保存 askin我们把它留在腊上但是我们不能
这是过去的任何合理化
我们已经取得国家的媒体注意
交谈是无感觉的,你能感觉紧张开始 buildin
很快当做我们进入那'第 106&公园'建筑物
某人的去拿杀了而且我保证上帝
如果某人如此更加同样甚至碰我的民族之一
我将把一个百万放在他的头
而且你被得到基金相配或者与它背道而驰
但是我宁愿轻敲而不愿进入这一 gangsta粪
而且它不是因为我是一个母狗
因为我不是一个母狗，所以它是,我不危及人我是与
我是将军，我不是布什,我不将我的军人送到战争
如果我在粪的中央中在那里与'em,因此当我确实拿的时候'em
次序狂怒咆哮你的总部,你将会是 fuckin与一。
[Swifty McVay]
Fuckin与一个块管理人，见到你致敬这抒情诗调的肉切肉刀的 nigga
That'll吃 ya， niggaz想要保存 speakin,像它不是平坦的那一个深处
我得到了热 that'll扫除 nigga街道(*爆发*)
见到我不性交与我也是,不过天堂能帮助 ya
我将是你的 searchin比"塞尔达的传说"长
没有一个失败，要有地狱要告诉那
船长哪一 bassett猎犬无法甚至闻 ya
身体,当我隐藏 ya的时候,我在那暴民粪上
你另外的 Hoffa,在文艺复兴母狗之下
你拿用我自己的战略轰炸相似的黎巴嫩(*爆发*)
我夺取像萨达姆的假发之一一样的你的头
[Obie吊起]
Motherfucker,我将处理你
我们能有它在任何的大街上的外
一+平均的男人+进入一只动物之内用指头弹
枪击你的颚
大炮和军火,以精密再装货
Nigga知道那机械的
把一把手枪打破下来，你应该见到他们处理
街道在手册上面教孩子，没有阅读
Pushin裂缝发誓,年轻的 Nino布朗
Chasin绿色的是梦,当你的年轻和褐色
约束的是一个问题孩子,看什么我现在参与
'一打的肮脏' niggaz和他们全部拿下来
溶解扩大的任何的问题与我们的
当连发左轮手枪我们说，"所有的男人逃跑"(*射击*)
(阿姆: c'mon)
你的 punchin和 tacklin庞克
我是 handlin大木片, packin一个泵
那比象长树干(*枪公鸡*)
在街道上，我是一只畜牲,我在弱人之上款宴
因此说牛肉,我将射击你和尖叫声"增加和平"
一个怪物,手枪 packin pushin niggaz走开他们本田
跺脚 ya,拿 crackin给它, yankin母狗为他们 ganja
鬼祟的当性交之时,我不认为妈妈足够难倒我
当她是睡眠和东西的时候,我是 stealin卡车的关键
关上那性交在,上面在你之前在卡车中结束死
或在街道 takin小睡, bleedin和集总中提高
+谁需要什么+喜欢 M. Bleek,藉由这热如果你十个深处
然后性交它,它将会是十 sleepin(*射击*)
肌肉不用我的土地滑雪吗
tustle不用我的手加速吗
抓牢你的火炉,打破它而且看你的男人出血
我们凶猛的,没有敬酒皮套
接近我们,丢来自肩的热直线(c'mon,*射击*)
我们这些军人, y'all儿童(嘿)
儿童肺破坏,在 dumpster中的死(*射击*)
二楼 Munster,传递充满的戏剧
你戏剧惊吓,轰炸机怪物(*枪公鸡*, boof)
我是后面的 nigga(证明),我再出现
射击相似的(*射击*),你不是 seein完全
黑,尸体和猫鱼复盖
我们 murkers没用练习之外的没有目的(母狗)
有我厌恶的三件事物:说谎者、假货和骗子
酒鬼、不端庄的女人和 fuckin妻子打的人
一个描述我的生活的手枪(一点)
我甚至不知道谁歌这是(擦-*Obie吊起*)
母狗,奇异的不给一有关没有臀部单脚跳性交
在粉红的战车顶端和短角羚中的我的释放宴会(*笑*)
这一 Ja规则抱怨我不是 gettin在
我将需要一位节奏蓝调歌手在我的婚礼唱
我将你的脸变成 fuckin肉小馅饼
我将和你的奶奶性交你的妈咪而且去 fishin
我将+在你上的粪+,我将在 R.凯利上的 P字也
这是奇异的,见到你"魔鬼的夜晚 2"
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone in the front seat of his car
我坐在他车子的副驾驶位子上，顶着乱糟糟的头发
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
他一只手握着方向盘
The other on my heart
另一只手在我心上
I look around, turn the radio down
我随意张望，把录音机的声音关小
He says baby is something wrong?
他说宝贝怎么了？
I say nothing I was just thinking how we don't have a song
我说没什么，我只是在想为什么我们没有一首我们的歌
And he says...
然后他说...
[Chorus:]
Our song is the slamming screen door,
我们的歌是那扇发出噪音的门
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
当我晚上偷偷溜出去，敲你的窗户的时候
When you're on the phone and you talk real slow
是我们讲电话时你悄悄的话语
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
因为已经是深夜，并且你妈妈不知道
Our song is the way you laugh
我们的歌是你的笑声
The first date"man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have"
第一次约会“天啊，我没有吻她，但是我应该吻的”
And when I got home... before I said amen
当我回到家...在我结束祷告前
Asking God if he could play it again
问上帝能不能让一切重来
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything the day
在一天结束后，我沿着台阶走进前门廊
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
所有的事都搞砸，弄得一团糟
And lost and thrown away
被丢弃，被浪费
Got to the hallway, well on my way to my lovin' bed
通向我可爱的床的途中，穿过走廊
I almost didn't notice all the roses
我几乎没有注意到沿途的玫瑰
And the note that said...
和写着...的纸条
[Repeat Chorus]
I've heard every album, listened to the radio
我听了每一张专辑，又听了录音机
Waited for something to come along
等待着什么事的到来
That was as good as our song...
这种感觉很好，就像我们的歌一样...
Cause our song is the slamming screen door
因为我们的歌是那扇发出噪音的门
Sneaking out late, tapping on his window
当我晚上偷偷溜出去，敲你的窗户的时候
When you're on the phone and you talk real slow
是我们讲电话时你悄悄的话语
Cause it's late and your mama don't know
因为已经是深夜，并且你妈妈不知道
Our song is the way you laugh
我们的歌是你的笑声
The first date"man, I didn't kiss her, but I should have"
第一次约会“天啊，我没有吻她，但是我应该吻的”
And when I got home... before I said amen
当我回到家...在我结束祷告前
Asking God if he could play it again
问上帝能不能让一切重来
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
我坐在他车子的副驾驶位子上，顶着乱糟糟的头发
In the front seat of his car
坐在他车子的前座上
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
我抓着一支钢笔和一条旧餐巾
And I... wrote down our song
然后我...写下了我们的歌
