Son Of A Gun (Feat. Matik)

When the guns come runnin’ out yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah When the guns come runnin’ out they don't care if it's a sunny day yeah And they don't come to play they come to take your life away yeah Watch what you sayin’ watch what you doin’ The who's in front of you when you don't have a clue you better check it Cause you don't know who's ready to press it I said you just don't know What you see in your lifetime Ever see your pops strike down your mother on the face Blood drippin’ down to the gutters of your drains Screamin’ yellin’ a women utterly in pain A boy and a girl just watchin’ a boxing match The boy had to let the cops in to lock his ass up Cuffed in the back seat lookin’ at his drunken ass I wanted to sock his ass up Momma went crazy and lost her mind Lady dat you never thought would pop a nine Revenge on her mind all our poppa's crimes The drunken abuse and his concubines Make a housewife go columbine The gun was my uncle's saw him all the time Smith and Wesson like distant relatives Came and visited put us all in line Tired of shit Momma's conscience sayin’ fire dat shit Devil on her shoulder like I insist All them times of flyin’ fists Nights filled with tears of them cryin’ kids Fightin’ inside of the lions den Go ahead and pull the trigger on the count of ten 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 never again Hot shells fallin’ down on the floor like little rose petals she loves me or loves me not Memories of my own war bang bang and the think tank go bye bye go bye bye You think you're thunder but this is black rain when it rains it pours let it drop drop drop drop These are the stories that I take to my grave Shoot a few rounds in the sky when I die When the guns come runnin’ out they don't care if it's a sunny day yeah And they don't come to play they come to take your life away yeah Watch what you sayin’ watch what you doin’ The who's in front of you when you don't have a clue you better check it Cause you don't know who's ready to press it I said you just don't know What you see in your lifetime Ever seen your homie rob a store and shoot the damn owner in the face Fifty bucks in the register damn what a waste Caught up in the crossfire while po po's chase Turn four fours until you can't go no place Gotta give it up now man you lost this race Caught a big fat case twenty five to a lifer Now he's in a cell where it ain't that safe Twenty years pass he's a lot older whole lot colder Can't stop won't stop code of the streets All he knows is holdin’ the heat On parole he's released and the first thing he does is Go to his peeps and he sold him a peace A nine millimeter that'll blow you to pieces Bring you closer to Jesus Now he's close to losin’ his freedom Oh no he rolls to the same store Where he gave dat old man a halo Same ol' like the job before But he had no idea who he was robbin’ though The son of the man that he shot before When he told him to go ahead and pop the drawer He reached for the shotgun and shot a hole Into the head of the gunman he lost his soul When the guns come runnin’ out they don't care if it's a sunny day yeah And they don't come to play they come to take your life away yeah Watch what you sayin’ watch what you doin’ The who's in front of you when you don't have a clue you better check it Cause you don't know who's ready to press it I said you just don't know I said you just don't know I said you just don't know I said you just don't know