Gun Love

[Intro: Prodigy & Claudja Barry]
You
This here
A true story
You and me, Baby
We belong together
You might learn from it
We were made for each other
You really can get it on

[Verse 1: Prodigy & Claudja Barry]
Yo, it seems like yesterday when we first met (You)
I was only six but you was much older
We got more tight during the latter part of my life
We spent nights sittin’ in the crib gettin’ right
You hold me down when times is most foul
I held you underneath a tight belt
There were nights I needed you most
And you held back
Stuck up for me, maybe I was going too fast
I had to stop, figure why you wouldn’t perform
Took it slow, put you back in effect to get it on
My confidant, my right hand, my left hand
You brought the tears outta every man
The way you feel in my palms
Puts me under your charm
Affect a nigga to the point of losing his calm
I know you outside and in
I could take you apart
Put you back together again
Wash your body parts, oil your skin
Way beyond lovers, we was close friends

[Break]
Don’t, don’t, don’t hurt me again

[Verse 2]
As time flew by, the both of us grew in size
’89 you were sixteen, we used to take flicks posing
Respect you more by the moment
Then I knew it wasn’t lust I was feeling
We’ve been through so much
Sometimes I have to talk to my dunn
He told me chill the fuck out
It’s just a G-U-N love

[Refrain]
Don’t, don't hurt me again
Don’t ,don’t, don't, hurt me again
(its the G-U-N love)
Don’t don’t hurt me again
(Told me chill the fuck out it’s just the G-U-N love, it's real
It's like this)

[Verse 3]
Awww shit, my mom busted in caught me feelin' you
Remember that shit, she caught us layin' in the bedroom
But those were the good old days with no trouble
Now it's 1992, things start to crumble
Couldn’t separate us for shit, cause we was corrupt
That shit don’t mix, now here come the handcuffs
They took us both in, locked up
Then we had to part, shit I got out
But kept you for past charges
Cause I found out the last nigga you dealt with
Was wilding, out in CPT
They thought it was me
I reminisce days I used tot take you out for no reason
And just to be with you, Hun
Young, dumb and full of cum
I used to flash, you was mine
But now I’m no better
I used to be real foul and let Noyd hit her
How about the train when you went down my pants' leg
Indecent exposure, if Jakes woulda seen it
You was hot and ready to pop, at any given moment
Woulda took a man's life for me if I chose it
You kept your silence and that’s what I liked the most
Until it was time for you to step up ,you kept it shut
I can’t help but to think back on how it was
That type of shit remind me of my G-U-N love is bugged

[Break]
Don’t, don’t hurt me again

[Verse 4]
Gun jones, in case you ain’t know: well here it go
I’m speaking of my deep passion for pistols
At first, it was like a teenage love
Now it’s much more real while I’m handling ‘em
I keep a few now in case I gotta turn one loose
I’m doing shows for delf now, holding myself down, nigga
It’s cause of ya mouth, it’s why you fell **blaow**
He lost all of the strength in his legs then fell down
See, thug ain’t a look, it’s a way of life
And see the guns, that’s how the benevolent survive
I protect what’s positive and it’s kept me alive
Remember, we rule with a iron rod
That be the nines and the multiple guns that negative make
We took those, and beat the devil at his own game
So why you grillin’ me? Wrinkling up your face posing?
Walking with a extra bop because you holding
Pulling your pants' legs up like you about to jump
I know how you feel, Cuzzo
You really not a punk
But don’t let your emotions take over your thought
Don’t get yourself murdered over G-U-N love
You heard? Are you listening?
Wisen up ‘fore you wind up bleedin’ and missin’
Its real…

[Outro]
Gun love
See guns, is made for warfare
And the destruction of what's good and positive
You see, it's time for that shit to turn around though
Devils got us out here, pointing our weapons at each other
Diverting our attention from what's real