Put your guns down.
I donít believe the word on the street
The fire in the hearts of the people we meet
If you ainít good lookin it donít mean nothing to me.
Sun in your eyes, a big surprise
A man needs money and money needs man
If we ainít got nothing we all got something we need
So put your guns down in the middle of this town
And donít you forget who you have to live around
So put your hands up and throw your love around
It doesnít matter if you wish you were me
You got blood on your shoes and Iím confused
Thereís a poor boy standing on his own
I was sure of another but now he stands alone.
Closing your eyes to darkin your lies
A mission to be the one who calls the shots on the morrow
It donít mean nothing to me