"Am I a good man?
Am I good man?
Am I a fool?
Am I fool?"

[B-Real:]
It was a cold dark night in December
Running from the po-po's the alleyway I enter
Trying to hideaway – when I stumbled on a gun
And nobody's knows nothing about – where it came from!
And nothing hotter then the summers in June
Who knows how many souls – they put in the tomb
When I picked it up man, I felt a lot of pain
Like a shot through the brain – for reasons I can't explain!
After it went away – I felt a sudden change
Like – I can do anything – And don't get in my way!
I'm scared for my family! – They couldn't understand
With gun in my hand – I became – another man
No more running and hiding away from the cops
No more getting robbed from the dudes on the block
You're looking at a new man in the light of the sun
You're staring down the barrel of a dead man's gun! (dead man's gun...)

[Young De:]
'Cause you never know what's around them corners
Enemies try to run up on us!
So I keep that gun right by my side
If you want it you gotta take my life

And if you got problems, I got answers!
"One shot from the revolver – can solve it!"
Anyway you want it, it don't matter!
"If you got hard – I'm a go harder!" – You gotta take my life!

[B-Real:]
You walk into a dream and shit feels like a game
Everyone is different – but they all end up the same
Even the places – and the faces all change
At the end of the dream – I could see – the bullets rain!
I thought it was me who brought these people to the death
'Til I noticed a funny thing, I was standing on the left!
Looking at other people with their hands on the gun
And pulling the trigger – until their enemies were done!
And with each hand that held the gun it got deeper
They ended a question against the shoulder of the Reaper! (yeah!)
They all look invincible with the weapon that was cursed
Until it was their turn – to ride in the hearse!
Seems like the history – is passing down to me (Go!)
'Cause my finger was itching (Go!) to go after my enemies. (Go!)
I welcome them all (Go!) with the best on my chest (Go!)
Because I put 'em (Go!) to the test and laid those bodies to rest. (bodies the rest...)

Spring for more pimpin' – it's time passes by
And people are telling me about the look in my eye
Sayin' it seems there's a chip on my shoulder
And for some reason my attitude has gotten bolder!
I knew it was true – 'cause I felt myself changin'
But I don't care what they think 'cause I'm still the same man
I don't show weakness – anymore without a question
Don't wanna be stressin' and have to teach them rappers a lesson!
Never a time – I felt so alive (Go!)
An' situations (Go!) I thrive – like bees to a hive. (Go!)
I murder these (Go!) new kids – who got something against me. (Go!)
The thought of you (Go!) talkin' shit – really fuckin' offends me! (Go!)
In no time at all we come back to each other
Seems like I've seen it before – I swear it on my mother!
A shot rang out – and then my hands went numb
Seen my body on the floor – with the dead man's gun! (dead man's gun...)

[Young De:]
You gotta take my life... (life...)
You gotta take my life... (life...)
You gotta take my life... (life...)
You gotta take my life... (life...)