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 ?