 I got some, I said you can't get none I had a chance to run, I pulled out a shotgun Click on the draw, I thought I'd be dead He put the gun to my head and this is what he said Now my name is MCA, I got a license to kill I think you know what time it is, it's time to get ill Now what do we have here? And I own this deal I run this land, you understand, I made myself clear We stepped into the wind, he had a gun, I had a grin You think this story's over but it's ready to begin