You kill me, boy
You standing in them ruins
Them weeds grow up
Around coffins and gardens
Give me the gun, son
Give me the gun, son
Give me the gun, son
You standing in them ruins
You kill me, boy
You’re cursing up this family
Well, I ain’t no one, no
But you got me beaten
Give me the gun, son
Give me the gun, son
Give me the gun, son
You’re cursing up this family
You kill me, boy
You’re looking like your mother
Well, I am your blood
You ain’t looking like no other
Give me the gun, son
Give me the gun, son
Give me the gun, son
You ain’t looking like no other
You kill me, boy
Give me the gun, son
Give me the gun, son
Give me the gun, son
You ain’t looking like no other