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 use

(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)

ed to hand em the amp you they miss the shit to

(Can't go nowhere without my gun)

To many enemies on my list to sit through

(I walk the streets I got my gun)

Nobody got my back in this bitch but this dood

(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 goin around 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 dickryder

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 (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 nut 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 Coram

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