[Intro]You tell 'emYou tell 'em I'm comin'And hell's comin' with me[Chorus]Give me a gun, give me a drinkPour it on up and get out of the wayYou gon' light a stick of dynamite and I'm about to blow you awayPick yourself up, clean yourself offBetter learn to take a punch if you're gonna talk toughHere's a shovel and a plot, it's a six foot deep kinda dayYou can dig your own damn grave[Verse 1]I ain't tryna fight but I ain't duckin' eitherI got fuckin' ether, armed with Desert EagleLost what I love 'cause the world is so evilSo I don't mind shootin' slugs at you fuckin' peopleGot a six shooter like I was back in TombstoneAnd I ain't gonna die tonight but you're gonna have a funeralDressed in all black, flowers on the CadillacBiggie said it best, death ain't no comin' backAnd Doc Holliday said you ain't no daisyAll these rappers act tough but no one is crazyI know real trouble, outlaws like StruggleStand up dudes kill you like fuck 'emPlay with the hustle get cut like the shufflePut you in the bag I ain't talkin' 'bout a duffleI'm not one to play with, I'll leave you openStandin' in the middle of the street barrel smokin' like[Chorus]Give me a gun, give me a drinkPour it on up and get out of the wayYou gon' light a stick of dynamite and I'm about to blow you awayPick yourself up, clean yourself offBetter learn to take a punch if you're gonna talk toughHere's a shovel and a plot, it's a six foot deep kinda dayYou can dig your own damn grave[Verse 2]Just wanna let you know that you're sittin' in my chairLast album was The Throne, this is War bitch I dareYou just skinned that smoke wagon, see what happens if you doBlowin' smoke, actin' cool, 'til I smack you out your boots (Out your boots)Put you out your misery, say whenRead your eulogy, close your casket, amenIf you wanna do dirt better know how to dig itAnd I might die too but you're dyin' first, get itCarve your name on a stone, couple dates, RIPTell the devil that I'm bringin' hell with me when I see himI got two guns on me and that's all I needYou gon' do somethin' about it or just stand there and bleedDamn right you're scared, I can see it in your eyesToo slow on the draw that's the reason that you diedSo you better think again if you thought that you were safe'Cause you're lookin' like somebody just walked over your grave[Chorus]Give me a gun, give me a drinkPour it on up and get out of the wayYou gon' light a stick of dynamite and I'm about to blow you awayPick yourself up, clean yourself offBetter learn to take a punch if you're gonna talk toughHere's a shovel and a plot, it's a six foot deep kinda dayYou can dig your own damn grave
