Got Ur Self a Gun
Nas Lyrics


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Woke up this mornin', yeah
You got ur self a gun, yeah, yeah, yeah
Got ur self a gun
Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines

So I got mine, I hope you got ur self a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got ur self a gun
You want beef? Hope ya got ur self a gun
An' when I see you, I'ma take what I want
So you tried to front, hope ya got ur self a gun
You ain't real, hope ya got ur self a gun

My first album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome, I'm crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would you question who's better? The world is still mine

Tattoos real with 'God's Son' across the belly
The boss of rap, you saw me in 'Belly' with thoughts like that
To take it back to Africa, I did it with Biggie
Me an' 2Pac were soldiers of the same struggle

You lames should huddle, your team's shook
Y'all feel the wrath of a killer 'cause this is my football field
Throwin' passes from a barrel, shoulder pads apparel
But the Q.B. don't stand for no quarterback

Every word is like a sawed off blast 'cause y'all all soft
An' I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
It's for the hood by the corner store
Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want a war, get it bloody

I got mine, I hope you got ur self a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got ur self a gun
You want beef? Hope ya got ur self a gun
An' when I see you, I'ma take what I want
So you tried to front, hope ya got ur self a gun
You ain't real, hope ya got ur self a gun

Yo, I'm the N, the A to the S I R
An' if I wasn't, I must've been Escobar
You know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed
Hair parted with a barber's preciseness, brave hearted for life

It's the return of the Golden Child, son of a blues player
So who are you playa? Y'all awaited the true savior
Puffin' that tropical, cups of that Vodka too
Papi chu' tore up, wake up in a hospital

Throw up? Never, 'member I do this through righteous steps
You Judists thought I was gone, so in light of my death
Y'all been all happy go lucky, bunch of sambos
Call me 'God's Son' with my pants low

I don't die slow, put them rags up like Petey Pablo
This is Nasdaq dough, in my Nascar with this Nas flow
Flip the beat back, now it's all reppin'
Hit the record store, never let me go, get my whole collection, yo

I got mine, I hope you got ur self a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got ur self a gun
You want beef? Hope ya got ur self a gun
An' when I see you, I'ma take what I want
So you tried to front, hope ya got ur self a gun
You ain't real, hope ya got ur self a gun

It's the return of the Prince, the boss
This is real hardcore, Kid Rock an' Limp Bizkit's soft
Sip Cris', get chips, wrist gliss, I floss
Stick shift, look sick up in that Boxster Porsche

With the top cut off, rich kids go an' cop The Source
They don't know about the blocks I'm on
An' everybody wanna know where the kid go?
Where he rest at? Where he shop at an' dress at?

Know he got dough, where does he live? Is he still in the bridge?
Does he really know how ill that he is?
Got all of y'all watchin' my moves, my watch an' my jewels
Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like that

It's not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
Look at my tennis shoes, I iced that
Who am I? The back twister, lingerie ripper
Automatic leg spreader, quicker brain getter
Keepin' it gangsta wit' ya

I got mine, I hope you got ur self a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got ur self a gun
You want beef? Hope ya got ur self a gun
An' when I see you, I'ma take what I want
So you tried to front, hope ya got ur self a gun
You ain't real, hope ya got ur self a gun, got ur self a gun

I got mine, I hope you got ur self a gun
You from the hood, I hope you got ur self a gun
You want beef? Hope ya got ur self a gun




An' when I see you, I'ma take what I want
So you tried to front, hope ya got ur self a gun

Overall Meaning

Nas's song Got Ur Self a Gun is a gangsta rap that delves into the mindset of a rapper living in a world where violence is rampant. The opening lyrics 'Woke up this mornin', yeah, You got ur self a gun' tells the listener that they need to be prepared for danger in this world as it is a kill or be killed situation. The lyrics encourage people to arm themselves with guns as the only way to protect themselves from the dangers around them. The chorus emphasizes this idea by repeating the phrase 'I got mine, I hope you got ur self a gun.' Nas delivers the verses in a bold and confident tone, portraying himself as a fearless and ruthless rapper.


Nas also addresses his status in the rap industry, declaring himself as the best lyricist and the boss of rap. He boasts about his tattoos, with 'God's Son' written across his belly, and references his acting role in the movie Belly. Nas also pays homage to the late rappers Biggie and 2Pac, calling them 'soldiers of the same struggle.' The song ends with Nas asserting his dominance and warning anyone who tries to come at him.


Overall, Got Ur Self a Gun is a portrayal of the violence and danger present in the world of gangsta rappers. Nas encourages people to arm themselves with guns, and asserts his dominance in the rap industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Woke up this mornin', yeah
I woke up today and I'm ready to take on the world.


You got ur self a gun, yeah, yeah, yeah
You need to protect yourself in this dangerous world.


Got ur self a gun
Owning a firearm is a way to ensure your safety in this society.


Yo, I'm livin' in this time behind enemy lines
I'm living in a place where people are out to get you.


So I got mine, I hope you got ur self a gun
I have my weapon and I hope you do too.


You from the hood, I hope you got ur self a gun
If you're from the same neighborhood as me, you better have a gun.


You want beef? Hope ya got ur self a gun
If you're looking for trouble, make sure you can back it up with a weapon.


An' when I see you, I'ma take what I want
If I see something I want, I'm going to take it.


So you tried to front, hope ya got ur self a gun
If you're trying to show off or act tough, you better have a gun to back it up.


You ain't real, hope ya got ur self a gun
If you're not truly living the life you claim to be, make sure you have a gun to defend yourself.


My first album had no famous guest appearances
My success is due solely to my talent and my hard work.


The outcome, I'm crowned the best lyricist
I am widely recognized as the greatest rapper of all time.


Many years on this professional level
I have been a successful musician for many years.


Why would you question who's better? The world is still mine
I am confident in my abilities and do not need to prove myself to anyone.


Tattoos real with 'God's Son' across the belly
I am proud of my heritage and my religious beliefs.


The boss of rap, you saw me in 'Belly' with thoughts like that
I am a powerful figure in the world of hip-hop, as evidenced by my role in the movie 'Belly.'


To take it back to Africa, I did it with Biggie
I made a successful song with Biggie that paid homage to our African roots.


Me an' 2Pac were soldiers of the same struggle
2Pac and I fought for the same things and shared a bond because of it.


You lames should huddle, your team's shook
You and your crew are scared and should stick together.


Y'all feel the wrath of a killer 'cause this is my football field
I am the boss in this area and I will defend my territory.


Throwin' passes from a barrel, shoulder pads apparel
I use my gun like a quarterback passing the ball.


But the Q.B. don't stand for no quarterback
I'm not playing football, I'm playing a dangerous game on the streets.


Every word is like a sawed off blast 'cause y'all all soft
My words are like a weapon because everyone else is weak.


An' I'm the black hearse that came to haul y'all ass in
I am the one who will take care of the people who cross me.


It's for the hood by the corner store
I am speaking to the people who live in my neighborhood.


Many try, many die, come at Nas if you want a war, get it bloody
People who try to fight me will end up getting hurt and/or killed.


Yo, I'm the N, the A to the S I R
My name is Nasir and it's pronounced N-A-S-I-R.


An' if I wasn't, I must've been Escobar
If I wasn't a rapper, I could have been a drug lord like Pablo Escobar.


You know the kid got his chipped tooth fixed
I used to have a chipped tooth, but I got it fixed.


Hair parted with a barber's preciseness, brave hearted for life
I take great care in my appearance and I am fearless in the face of danger.


It's the return of the Golden Child, son of a blues player
I am back and I am the prodigal son of a famous blues musician.


So who are you playa? Y'all awaited the true savior
Everyone has been waiting for me to come back and save hip-hop.


Puffin' that tropical, cups of that Vodka too
I smoke weed and drink vodka.


Papi chu' tore up, wake up in a hospital
I get extremely drunk and often end up in the hospital.


Throw up? Never, 'member I do this through righteous steps
I never throw up when I drink because I am in control of my actions.


You Judists thought I was gone, so in light of my death
Some of you thought I was finished but I just proved you wrong.


Y'all been all happy go lucky, bunch of sambos
You've been enjoying yourselves while I've been working hard.


Call me 'God's Son' with my pants low
I am often referred to as 'God's Son' and I wear my pants low.


I don't die slow, put them rags up like Petey Pablo
I don't waste away slowly like some gang members do, I go out with a bang like Petey Pablo's song 'Raise Up.'


This is Nasdaq dough, in my Nascar with this Nas flow
I am making a lot of money and spending it on luxury cars, all while still being the great Nas.


Flip the beat back, now it's all reppin'
I've changed up my style but it's still top-notch.


Hit the record store, never let me go, get my whole collection, yo
Buy all my albums and never let me go as an artist.


It's the return of the Prince, the boss
I am a prince and a boss, and I'm coming back with a vengeance.


This is real hardcore, Kid Rock an' Limp Bizkit's soft
My music is true hardcore rap, unlike Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit's lackluster attempts.


Sip Cris', get chips, wrist gliss, I floss
I drink Cristal, make money, and show off my shiny jewelry.


Stick shift, look sick up in that Boxster Porsche
I drive a Porsche with a manual transmission and it makes me look cool.


With the top cut off, rich kids go an' cop The Source
I drive with the convertible top down while rich kids buy hip-hop magazine The Source.


They don't know about the blocks I'm on
People don't realize how dangerous and difficult the neighborhoods I come from really are.


An' everybody wanna know where the kid go?
People are always trying to follow me and figure out my whereabouts.


Where he rest at? Where he shop at an' dress at?
People want to know where I sleep and where I shop for my clothes.


Know he got dough, where does he live? Is he still in the bridge?
People know I'm rich but they don't know where I live or if I still live in the Queensbridge projects.


Does he really know how ill that he is?
People are questioning whether or not I truly understand how amazing I am as a rapper.


Got all of y'all watchin' my moves, my watch an' my jewels
Everyone is paying close attention to me and my flashy accessories.


Hop in my coupe, dodge interviews like that
I avoid interviews because I don't like to open up to the media.


It's not only my jewels, ice anything, plenty chains
It's not just my watch and jewelry, I have many other valuable possessions.


Look at my tennis shoes, I iced that
Even my shoes are covered in diamonds.


Who am I? The back twister, lingerie ripper
I am a smooth operator who can easily seduce women.


Automatic leg spreader, quicker brain getter
Women open their legs for me as if it's automatic, and I am smart enough to stay ahead of the game.


Keepin' it gangsta wit' ya
I am keeping it real with you and revealing my true self as a gangster.


You ain't real, hope ya got ur self a gun, got ur self a gun
If you're not truly living the life you claim to be, make sure you have a gun to defend yourself.




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@suinegCarter

If You are listening to this in 2024. You have an impeccable music taste.

@rs-28sarmat49

I got mine I hope you got yourself

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Every Year:)

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am listening

@1FanofTHEECOSYSTEM

I came here SPECIFICALLY coz K-Dot woke up on some "woke up this morning! you got yourself.." HISTORY on repeat.

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@wadzorwachirashi3961

This Guy deserves a statue....this is Rap Music....Timeless

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Bruh! Preach!✊🏿

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Facts!!!!!

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