| Hey hotshot, your're a one man band | |
| The Don on the block with a glock in your hand | |
| With the girl and the ride, you dont't wanna hear | |
| Think you're getting respect, all you've found is fear | |
| The one damn thing you're sure to find | |
| Is another gun, where you gonna hide? | |
| Said you'd never never run, I guess you lied | |
| You're the fool in the crew that died | |
| Your mother cried | |
| Hold your fire, cool your temper | |
| Young guns ever too bold | |
| Hold your fire, just remember | |
| Young guns never grow old | |
| Hey hotshot, you're a one man band | |
| The Don on the block with a glock in your hand | |
| With the girl and the ride, you dont't wanna hear | |
| Think you're getting respect all you find is fear | |
| The one damn thing you're sure to find | |
| Is a bigger gun to blow away your pride | |
| Your young blood running in the roadside | |
| And in the crossfire, innocents died | |
| We all cried | |
| Hold your fire, cool your temper | |
| Young guns ever too bold | |
| Hold your fire, just remember | |
| Young guns never grow old. | |
| Hey hotshot, you're a one man band | |
| The don on the block with a glock in your hand | |
| With the girl and the ride, you dont't wanna hear | |
| Think your getting respect, all you've found is fear | |
| Hold your fire, cool your temper | |
| Young guns ever to bold | |
| Hold your fire, just remember | |
| Young guns never grow old | |
| Hold your fire, cool your temper | |
| Young guns ever too bold | |
| Hold your fire, just remember | |
| Young guns never grow old | |
| Young guns never grow old | |
| Young guns never grow old |