Man with a Gun - Rakim

one’s about a kid who didn’t like the way the Earth spun

He said it’s cursed;

so he went and got his first gun

He turned savage, took matters in his own hands

He said «I'm grown, nothing matters;

I’m my own man;

Because we don’t know how to live but we know how to die

The game of life and no one’ll make it out alive»

So I’mma stay in heavy arm and I’mma keep a gun

And I’mma beg for dear life when the reaper come

Yo, he’s a beast, everybody in the streets fear him

Thugs won’t cross him, cops won’t go near him

Nothing could scare him, it’s time to try and get rich

He robbed his suppliers plus he gets hired for hits

Now the mice want his bread, it’s the price on his head

And everybody that he didn’t like want him dead

I guess he knew the same streets you rep on

Will be the same streets you meet your death on

two is how a little dude flipped, and grew too quick

He did some rude shit and got his hands on two bricks

Bought the new fifth, with the extra two clips

Put together two cliques and took over two strips

Dude glued chips, new kicks and new whips

Knew tricks, got two kids by two chicks

But he blew too quick, they said he shoot too quick

Too slick, (?)

He said «I gotta hit the block for my needs»

But I’mma leave the block 'cuz this hot cop is watching the streets

Made a couple stops at the spot and bought trees

He copped a new uptown patent leather (?)

Too sick, now let me hit the hood

To stop by and make sure the kids are good

That’s when the man ran up on him put the gat in his face

Said «Remember me from back in the day?»