Rza - Put Your Guns Down lyrics

n***as never grow up, some drink till they throw up Some sniff that c**aine till they f**in? brains blow up Gra** junkies drunk on that Bra** Monkey Walk around with the brain of a crash dummy How the f** you gonna try to gas cash from me? You be in the House of a 1000 Corpse like Rob Zombie Culture this I God, all inside your iPod 'Cause my squad, n***a is Die Hard Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds Fifty-two blocks, put that a** on the ground Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's gettin? colder Hood's like Iraq and I'm just a soldier Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds Fifty-two blocks, put that a** on the ground Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's gettin? colder Hood's like Iraq and I'm just a soldier n***as creep, yo check it, yo, yo Welcome to the city of God where it's gritty and hard And these dogs walk around at least fifty a squad Sayin?,?Give me a yard?, tryna split me a broad Maybe spit me a dart, so I could get me a car n***as creep, half can't read or speak Shoot the whole crib, buckwild like Little Zeke From the slums, yeah we be the blind, deaf and dumb We got six year old sons knowin? how to use a gun They would shoot and don't think about it, won't even blink about it Go home, lay on momma breast n***a, drink about it So while you huff and you puff like you rough and tough Your a** turn to a b**h once you in the cuffs Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds Fifty-two blocks, put that a** on the ground Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's gettin? colder Hood's like Iraq and I'm just a soldier Nobody understands me, not even my family Most important man on the planet still they ban me Instead of givin? praises and revealin? a Grammy They'd rather see me stressed out concealin? my jammy Hopin?, I got smoked out and broke like Sammy Spin the wheel of fortune then get struck with a whammy Never that black, I got my act together How can hip hop be dead when Wu-Tang is forever? Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds Fifty-two blocks, put that a** on the ground Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's gettin? colder Hood's like Iraq and I'm just a soldier Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds Fifty-two blocks, put that a** on the ground Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's gettin? colder Hood's like Iraq and I'm just a soldier