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    [Nas]
    Damn! Look how muh-fuckers use a nigga
    Just use me for whatever the fuck they want
    I don't get to say shit
    Just grab me, just do what the fuck they want
    Sell me, throw me away
    Niggaz just don't give a fuck about a nigga like me right?
    Like I'm a f... I'm a gun, shit
    It's like I'm a motherfuckin gun
    I can't believe this shit....
    Word up.. (word up..)

    I seen some cold nights and bloody days
    They grab and me bullets spray
    They use me wrong so I sing this song 'til this day
    My body is cold steel for real
    I was made to kill, that's why they keep me concealed
    Under car seats they sneak me in clubs
    Been in the hands of mad thugs
    They feed me when they load me with mad slugs
    Seventeen precisely, one in my head
    They call me Desert Eagle, semi-auto with lead
    I'm seven inches four pounds, been through so many towns
    Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin harshly
    Beat up and battered, they pull me out
    I watch as niggaz scattered, makin me kill
    But what I feel it never mattered
    When I'm empty I'm quiet, findin myself fiendin to be fired
    A broken safety, niggaz place me in shelves
    under beds, so I beg for my next owner to be a thoroughbred
    Keep me full up with hollow heads

    Chorus: Nas (repeat 2X)

    How you like me now? I go blaow
    It's that shit that moves crowds makin every ghetto foul
    I might have took your first child
    Scarred your life, crippled your style
    I gave you power
    I made you buck wild

    [Nas]
    Always I'm in some shit, my abdomen is the clip
    The barrel is my dick, uncircumcised
    Pull my skin back and cock me, I bust off when they unlock me
    Results of what happens to niggaz shock me
    I see niggaz bleedin runnin from me in fear, stunningly tears
    fall down the eyes of these so-called tough guys, for years
    I've been used in robberies, givin niggaz heart to follow me
    Placin peoples in graves, funerals made cause I was sprayed
    I was laid in a shelf, with a grenade
    Met a wrecked-up tech with numbers on his chest that say
    Five-two-oh-nine-three-eight-five and zero
    Had a serial defaced, hopin one day, police would place
    where he came from, a name or some sort of person to claim him
    Tired of murderin, made him wanna be a plain gun
    But yo I had some other plans, like the next time the beef is on
    I make myself jam right in my owner's hand

    Chorus

    [Nas]
    Yo, weeks went by and I'm surprised
    Still stuck in the shelf with all the things that an outlaw hides
    Besides me it's bullets, two vests and then a nine
    There's a grenade in a box, and that tech that kept cryin
    Cause he ain't been cleaned in a year, he's rusty as clear
    He's bout to fall to pieces, cause of his murder career
    Yo, I can hear somebody comin in, open the shelf
    His eyes bubblin, he said, "It was on"
    I felt his palm troubled him shakin
    Somebody stomped him out, his dome was achin
    He placed me on his waist, the moment I've been waitin
    My creation was for blacks to kill blacks
    It's gats like me that accidentally, go off, makin niggaz memories
    But this time, it's done intentionally
    He walked me outside, saw this cat
    Cocked me back, said, "Remember me?"
    He pulled the trigger but I held on, it felt wrong
    Knowing niggaz is waiting in hell for 'im
    He squeezed harder, I didn't budge, sick of the blood
    Sick of the thugs, sick of wrath of the, next man's grudge
    What the other kid did was pull out, no doubt
    A newer me in better shape, before he lit out, he lead the chase
    My owner fell to the floor, his wig split so fast
    I didn't know he was hit, it's over with
    Heard mad niggaz screamin, niggaz runnin, cops is comin
    Now I'm happy, until I felt somebody else grab me

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