Pass the Gat

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Here comes the God who don't eat pig lard
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Brothers ready to bust, bust again and again
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
Never passive, the crew grows massive
I'll have a feast, as I commence to slay the beast
Snatch the chains off the door my man, this is a stick-up
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
Like a man possessed from the Old West
Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to smoke this motherfucker!
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back

Don't leave nothin', don't leave a witness

Rodney King ain't this God-ly king
Aiyyo pass the fuckin' gat!
Aiyyo aiyyo yo, pass that
This is the next Vietnam, set it off in the North

I ain't bring no funds, just came to snatch the guns
From New York, in the East, I'm the black man police

I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
I got the automatic stashed in the attic
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back

Take 'em in the basement, feed the punks sausages

Before I take a whippin', I'll dump a fuckin' clip in
Newsflash, Brand Nubian, takin' fifty hostages
'Cause today's mathematics is Uzi does it
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
And they threatened me with mace, so check it out
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Shoot the fagot in the back for actin' like that

A fuckin' thing, tellin' me to tone down
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
Ready to stick a bank, drivin' a high-powered tank
Plus we got the shotty for your body
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
This black man is armed, another man's alarmed
So now I'm the wise guy but they ain't tryin' to bend
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
Gimme a gat I'm 'bout to smoke this motherfucker!
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
Pass me the gat, and just like that, I squeeze

And it's an emphatic now cipher
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
I need seven brothers ready to roll, I mean some real shit
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
That's why I'm here to pretend
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
Check it, brothers spread throughout the whole damn store
Something's got to give, I'm like a powder keg
Huh, I clean my gun with a rip rod
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
My moms is down with it, pops is committed
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta stay strapped
The police, who give us no peace, to be deceased
If you think you take the life of me without a fight
Pass me the gat, pass me the gat, I gotta fight back
We get wreck with the tech, blow your mind with nine
Lord J A motherfuckin' M A R
(Yo if I don't get 'em)
(Hey!)
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
I called the cops for a beef that I had, but they didn't do
[Incomprehensible] twinkies from hostess

So my advice to black men, stay strapped
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back
You don't want be the learner that my burner makes toast
See I rest in Rule, keep a tool close
As if they was a father gettin' red in the face
I ain't rollin' over on my motherfuckin' back