Artist: Brooklyn Zu f/ Monk, RZA, Shavo Odadjian Album: Chamber #9, Verse 32 Song: If I Had a Gun Typed by: Cno Evil [sample from "Zu Warriors"] To become a Zu Warrior One had to be brave, disciplined and selfless [Intro: Buddha Monk] Broadway... Zu.... Good looking on the track, baby Yo, pass that forty, nigga Ok... [Chorus 2X: Buddha Monk] If I had a gun, and you had a gun Would you stand there, boy, or would you bust your gun But I know, that you won't You scared to death, so duck low [12 O'Clock] The place that I'm from, is known through the world, nigga Guns and knives get carried by girls It's the underground train station, bitches are squirrels and I Rock a four-four, named him Earl He go ta twin sister and the handle is pearl She hide under my shirt, so let's get 'em, girl Her brother in the trunk, right next to the bird When a nigga bust off a round, corners get curved Shoot another one, and together they merge And'll hit a nigga body, til it's blood in the shirt His body in the hurse, on the way to the church And grandma crying, get some tissue out of Archie purse [Chorus 2X] [Buddha Monk] I'm from a birth place, where memories are built Numerous bodycounts, no trace of the killa Only, Zu gorillas wait in alley to hit ya Take gwop out ya pockets, then pistol whip you You got guns, we got guns, shit Try to find a Zu without the God Jewel, it'll never happen Do I ask for this life, hope she go alright Momma made new fools, this clip duck and move me New shoes, so new fools like Pro Tools Line up fit to the Brook illy next tomb I heard you say Brooklyn ain't like it used to be That's because you're pussy and you always like you used to be [Chorus 2X] [Monk] You better chill, God, word to Allah, Lord, you terrycloth A derelict that very soft, don't ever try to double cross The Knights, that's a double loss, yellow tape ya block off In the West, it's a showdown, approach then we draw down If I had a gun, and you had a gun I take three steps back, bust my gun and empty every one I had in the cartridge, even the one in the chamber Real intelligent, bust was raised as a gangbanger That's why my attitude is Rugged, so I get the fuck it You bitch made, so what you got a gun, you won't bust it On Doc Doom, yeah, you can run but you can't hide Scared to knuckle up, better duck when the slugs fly [RZA] I got guns wit multiple selections, guns with no discretion Bullets that change direction and catch you at the intersection Pop, scaredy cops off, whistle when I pop off *Whistle*, blow your fucking socks off Just my desire, get rid of you, if it's a miracle You'll make it to critical, my bullets'll follow you to the hospital Catch you in secret places, show up in unusual spaces Torched wit Iron Maiden, ya face get trapped in maces Go back to back wit gats, cop walk the ten paces Turn around and clap happy, niggas return to they bases I know real G's from Rally through Cali From the southern cotton fields, to the Ohio Steel Valley From the Hills of Hollywood, to India in Bollywood You get bucked-bucked-bucked, if you don't polly, good... I wish you would [Chorus 2X] [Outro: Shavo Odadjian] O.D.B., rest in peace Brooklyn Zu is about to takeover...