Whatever happened to the young, young lovers One got shot and the other got lost Drugs and punks and blood on the streets Blood, blood on their knees, bloody history Whatever happened to the hate Burned to the ground and what about He took his ass back to the crack shack With his long johns on, singing that old song My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, I say the word My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ka-ka-ka-ka-boom, boom An eye for an eye, a leg for a leg A shot in the heart doesn't make it on me She really didn't wanna make a mess, say She really, really didn't, but the girl gone cray My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, I say the word My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ka-ka-ka-ka-boom, boom She crucifies, she crucifies Hip-hop, you die, you die My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, I say the word My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ka-ka-ka-ka-boom, boom My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, I've had her fakt My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ka-ka-ka-ka-boom, boom My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a My baby's got a gun, my baby's got a gun My baby's got a gun, it goes Boom, boom, crack, ka-ka-ka-ka-boom, boom She's not a bad kid, she's not a bad kid But she had to do it, she had to do it They're not a bad kid, but they had to do it They couldn't not, they had to fake Oh, she's not a bad kid, but they had to do it She had to crack, she had to kill Oh