[Bizarre]Yeah, welcome to Amityville   [Swifty]Detroit Nigga   [Bizarre]The reason why rappers gotta pack Pistols   [Swifty]Why is that?      *Laughing*      [Chorus: Eminem]   (Can't go nowhere without my gun)   Slick criminal with this shit I spit chews   (I walk the streets I got my gun)   Like a bullet came back that just missed then hit you   (I'm goin to sleep I got my gun)   I say the type of shit parents slit they wrist to   (Can't go nowhere without my gun)   need an anthem to amp you then this the shit to   (Can't go nowhere without my gun)   To many enemies on my list to sift through   (I walk the streets I got my gun)   Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool   (I'm goin to sleep I got my gun)   Sorry officer I don't care how pissed I get you   (Don't go nowhere without my gun   But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol      [Swifty]   Nigga we violently active   So fuck with us   See I'm backwards   I slap niggaz and punch bitches   Just for askin   They must have been wanting to meet the lord   When my parents talked to me they got mean mugged and ignored   They was snoopin trough my closet   Seein drugs on the floor   Shells from the forty four scattered over they porch   Bussin pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy you   Tryin to break your neck to conversate   Bitch, I l do it for you   Catch me laughin at your funeral when they lower you   You and your hoe   You got's to go   Bitches died slow and horrible   There's no tomorrow fo any nigga   We'll shower you   We young strapped and powerful   And I ain't gotta lie to you      [Proof]   Stepped in the door wavin the fo fo   Blazin at popo   escapin and lay low   they call my tongue yayo   But I spit fire   I lit five inside a fuckin dickrider   The clip slider   Love to blast the mag   You a fag   You love bein ass to ass   Grab a gun by the nose with the but the gat spank ya   Never say that I'm a gangsta ([Swifty]: Now that's gangsta)   Y'all niggaz sound like Jigga but act like Pac   Yo my trigga got the flu and this gat might cough   It ain't nuttin to tell   Empty shells for the witness   I'm the hot nigga that's gonna put hell out of business   It won't be the same since we touchin the game   Make the hardest nigga in your crew   Tuck in this chain   Y'all think this shit's a game and I bluffin for fame   I squeeze of this tech until nothing remains      Chorus      [Kuniva]   he only time that I'm at peace is when I'm close to one   Cuz I don't know what's waitin for me when my vocals are done   Toke the gun   It's my way of life and it works   These cowardly niggaz'll put your fuckin life in the dirt   Cause it was wrong how they left my dawg he was priceless   Alone in the streets bleedin starin layin lifeless   That's why I'm heated   You never know who start creepin   Wakin you up with AK's while you lie sleepin   I'd rather pack the heat and not need it   Rather then need one and not have it   I married this glockmatic      Nowhere without my gun      [Kon Artist]   You know the sound when I'm spinnin rounds   Spittin these rounds from fo pounds   While the whole crowd is screamin this loud from they mouth   Is they possibly alive   *Shooting and screaming*   Nothing is parrallel to makin you carousel aerial somersault   Like fast wheels who will perish shells   Denaun carry the nine where I go   Bullets whistling hit you while I'm shootin at five-o's   So semi-auto...matic with statics to motto's   swingin like Columbine kids from Colorado      Chorus      [Bizarre]   This nine'll turn a softy to a hard rock   It'll make Jehovah witnesses think b4 they knock (Sorry sorry)   It'll make your grandmother come out of her purse   It'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst   It'll make Holyfield start fighting   It'll make Ma$e say fuck church and then go back to writin   It'll make Shyne say that he sounds like Biggie Smalls   It'll make R. Kelly give respect to Erron Hall   It'll make Christopher Reeves start walkin   It'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barkin   It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut   It'll make the hardest pitbull turn into a fuckin mutt   It'll make a Muslim dye his hair blonde   It'll make a redneck start to read the holy Koran   It'll make Ike stop beatin Tina   It'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina      Chorus      [Eminem]Pistol Pistol   [Swifty]Nigga, you better have aim   [Eminem]I ain't goin nowhere without my Pistol Pistol   [Swifty]Cuz if you don't you finished   [Swifty]Flat out   [Bizarre]Detroit   [Swifty]Nigga   [Bizarre]Detroit   [Eminem]I'm sorry   [Swifty]What?   [Eminem]Fuck it   [Bizarre]The fuck we stayin   [Swifty]Fuck around and get popped   [Swifty]With no hesitation   [Swifty]Straight up   [Bizarre]Look where the fuck we stay at   [Bizarre]Nigga what where the fuck we stay at   [Bizarre]Fuck around with us   [Bizarre]You get us popped   [Bizarre]You fuckin get us popped      *Laughin*