Sangtekst: Cypress Hill. Dead Man's Gun.

[Intro: Sample from Them Two's - "Am I A Good Man"]
"Am I a good maaaaaaan?
Am I good maaaaaaaan?
Am I a foooool?
Am I fooooooool? "

[B-Real:]
It was a cold dark night in December
Running from the po-po's the alleyway I enter.
Trying to hideaway - when I stumbled on a gun
And nobody's knows nothing about - where it came from!
And nothing hotter then the summers in June
Who knows how many souls - they put in the tomb.
When I picked it up man, I felt alot of pain,
Like a shot [shot] thru the brain - for reasons I can't explain!
After it went away - I felt a sudden change
Like - I can do anything. - And don't get in my way!
I'm scared for my family! - They couldn't understand
With gun in my hand - I became - another man.
No more running and hiding away from the cops,
No more getting robbed from the dudes on the block.
You're looking at a new man in the light of the sun
You're staring down the barrel of a dead man's gun! (dead man's gun...)

[Chorus: Young De]
Cause you never know what's around them corners
Enemies try to run up on us!
So I keep that gun right by my siide
If you want it you gotta take my liiiife.

And if you got problems, I got answers!
"One shot from the Revolver [shot] - can solve it! "
Anyway you want it, it don't mat-ter!
"If you got hard. - I'm a go harder! " - You gotta take my liiiife!

[B-Real:]
You walk into a dream and shit feels like a game
Everyone is different - but they all end up the same.
Even the places - and the faces all change
At the end of the dream - I could see - the bullets rain!
I thought it was me who brought these people to the death
'Til I noticed a funny thing, I was standing on the left!
Looking at other people with their hands on the gun
And pulling the trigger - until their enemies were done!
And with each hand that held the gun it got deeper
They ended a question against the shoulder of the Reaper! (yeeeahhh!)
They all look invincible with the weapon that was cursed,
Until it was their turn - to ride in the hearse!
Seems like the history - is passing down to me (GO!)
Cause my finger was itching (GO!) to go after my enemies. (GO!)
I welcome them all (GO!) with the best on my chest (GO!)
Because I put 'em (GO!) to the test and laid those bodies to rest. (bodies the rest...)

[Chorus]

[B-Real:]
Spring for more pimpin' - it's time passes by
And people are telling me about the look in my eye.
Sayin' it seems there's a chip on my shoulder
And for some reason my attitude has gotten bolder!
I knew it was true - cause I felt myself changin',
But I don't care what they think cause I'm still the same man.
I don't show weakness - anymore without a question
Don't wanna be stressin' and have to teach them rappers a lesson!
Never a time - I felt so alive (GO!)
An' situations (GO!) I thrive - like bees to a hive. (GO!)
I murder these (GO!) new kids - who got something against me. (GO!)
The thought of you (GO!) talkin' shit - really fuckin' offends me! (GO!)
In no time at all we come back to each other
Seems like I've seen it before. - I swear it on my mother!
A shot [shot] rang out - and then my hands went numb
Seen my body on the floor - with the dead man's gun! (dead man's gun...)

[Chorus]

[Outro: Young De]
You gotta take my liiiife... (liiiife...)
You gotta take my liiiife... (liiiife...)
You gotta take my liiiife... (liiiife...)
You gotta take my liiiife... (liiiife...) [echoes] [beat stops]