Joell Ortiz - A Man With A Gun lyrics

(feat. Biggie Smalls & Jay-Z)

[Notorious B.I.G.:]

I'm hard, Jehovah said I'm barred from the pearly gates

Fuck him, I didn't want to go to Heaven anyway

But my momma got me on my knees with my hands gripped

Talking 'bout some praise the lord shit

Hail Mary, fuck her, I never knew her

I'd probably screw her, and dump her body in the sewer

Our Father – My pops stuck up dope spots

Big black and mean with the fifth by the gabardine

What you expected from his next of kin?

I'm loco bro, but ain't no Mexican

I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the kitchen

A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin

The lesson from the Smith and Wessun is depressin

Niggas keep stressin, the same motherfuckin question

How many shots does it take, to make my heart stop

and my body start to shake?

[Joell Ortiz:]

I ain't here to make friendships

I'm already cool with a bunch of fool ass niggas that extend clips

And get they blast on

You'll be better off walkin' through Manhattan with a Bin Laden mask on

I walk in the club – hammer's get to passin'

You walk in to clubs with Hammer – you a has-been

I'm what's hot now, don't get mad at me

I'll make sure your ever after ain't happily

They'll bring flowers, light candles, post pictures up

Spray paint handball courts – dead nigga stuff

And you don't want that, so breathe easy, relax

The shotty make your body real easy to detach

The doc'll have a hard time trying to put your BACK together

So get your ACT together, scrap

Now who had said Puerto Ricans can't rap? (huh?)

Homeboy please, this is Joell Ortiz

[Jay-Z:]

When the gun is tucked, untuck - nigga you die

It's like numchuks held by the Jet L-I

I'm the one thus, meanin' no one must try

No two, no three, no four, know why?

Because one's four-five might blow yo' high

You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God

It's a match made in Heaven when I (bam!) 'splay the seven

Put you on the nigga news, UPN at 11

Where you been, you ain't heard, got the word that I'm

(bl-blast) that I'm so sin-surr?

I'm especially Joe Pesci with it friend

I will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again