Live by the Gun

You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa pa pom pom pack a A K
In the heart of the slums
That's where we stay
I know this lil ***** man
he only 5 3
Napoleon complex that's what I see
He pack 4 5
When he walking through the streets
So even in the winter time
The ***** got heat ya feel me
He never knew his pops
His momma tryna raise him
But his daddy is the block
Thug life tat so they call him lil pac
He hustle in the trap
So he really hates cops ya feel me
He only 16
Really too young to even know
What life mean
Knuckle head ***** think he know everything
He headed to the grave
Or he heading to the bing believe me
Screaming crime don't stop
He either gonna rap play ball or sling rock
Once he making money
He don't really give a fu*k
Live fast die young ball
Until his times up ya see me
So now ya can't run away
Ain't got no protection
You brought this on yourself
This is the end of the road
Ain't **** you can say
You just gotta take it
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ya kinda had that coming
He was born with drugs up in his veins
Because his momma was addicted to *******
A beast on the court
But that was about to change
Once he made a couple dollars from a dice game
Moved out his house now
He lives in the fast lane
Thinks that he's grown
You can't tell him a damn thing
Get it all on his own
So he crowned himself king
Try take it from him
He let 8 shots sing straight up
Having shoot outs with the police
It happens
When you're raised in the belly of the beast
A chip on his shoulder claiming
That he run the streets
A real life D bo
If you got it he want piece
But it's only a matter of damn time
Before he's laid out with his mom crying
Hooked up to a respirator
While the doctor trying
To bring him back but the clock's stopped
And homie done ran outta time
So now ya can't run away
Ain't got no protection
You brought this on yourself
This is the end of the road
Ain't **** you can say
You just gotta take it
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ya kinda had that coming
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa pa pom pom pack a A K
In the heart of the slums
That's where we stay
So now ya can't run away
Ain't got no protection
You brought this on yourself
This is the end of the road
Ain't **** you can say
You just gotta take it
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ya kinda had that coming
Ya kinda had that coming