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Too Much Gun - текст песни



Too Much Gun


Intro:


Sound It


Too much voilence


Yo, too much blood a run star


Too much marror pan tar


Too much gun


Too much man a dead


Some a dem a lose dem head


Busy


SOUND IT








Verse 1:


Some juevenile nah tek no talk


Inna broad day light dem a walk wid di gun


Skylard wid di gun


Sit dung pan side walk wid di gun


Serious nah laugh wid di gun


Dem life a guh dung wid di gun


When Kingfish come mi si nuff a den a run wid di gun


Dem flex wid di gun


Tek friend fi di gun


Talk bout self-de-fence wi di gun


Say him nah itch fi di gun


A kill fi get rich wid di gun


Pan friends dem snitch fi gi gun


Dem a nyam bad man, bout dem a bad man, like taylor dem a stitch fi di gun


Boy stop from fool wid di gun


Shoot up a school wid di gun


Nah guh by nuh rule wid di gun


Teef a trade man tool wid di gun


Likkle yute just cool wid di gun


Yu a loot and shoot, cause Fireton a rape wid di gun


Pickney yu a drape wid di gun


Roll up wid di tape,


Is like di police dem late,


Cause him dun escape wid di gun


Bwoy claim seh him bad wid di gun


Chain and purse and bag him a grab wid di gun


Some a dem gaan mad wid di gun


If dem could, dem woulda shoot God wid di gun


Bout seh him nah wish fi di gun


Madda warn him, teeth him a hiss, seh him nah tek dis fi di gun


Bout everyting criss fi di gun


Six foot six, head open like chips fi di gun


Him a intimidate fi di gun


Try eliminate fi di gun


Juvenile dem a work fi di gun


Fool coulda look food and never seh him rest,


Nuff bwoy get erase fi di gun





Chorus:


Inna di ghetto


When di big dem a echo


All a who a buss it up mi a warn dem


Nuh mek dem sen back Freneco


Fi gas dem up like a Esso


A nuh mi alone a seh suh mi a warn dem


Betta yu cool


Likke yute an guh a school


Nuh badda pick up nuh tool, mi a beg dem


Nuh mek dem treat yu like a fool


Bout yu a, handle yu endz fi yu rule


Dem a mix yu in a blen blen





Verse 2:


Alright,


A nuh one by one


A nuh three by three


A nuh four by four man a dead


If a nuh mi radio a look pan mi tv all mi si more and more man a dead


Man all a fight fi a work, pan site mi a si labour and trade man


Foreman a dead


Dem nuh, ave nuh respect, yu nuh si all di rich and di poor man a dead


Pure blood shed, mama bawl when shi hear seh harr son get sheg


Yu no longer safe inna yu house cause death all a come fi yu inna yu bed


Jamaica, land wi love, but di man dem a run it red


Dem nuh cater fi di creator, a greater skull like yu nuh mek





Chorus:


Inna di ghetto


When di big dem a echo


All a who a buss it up mi a warn dem


Nuh mek dem sen back Freneco


Fi gas dem up like a Esso


A nuh mi alone a seh suh mi a warn dem


Hey betta yu cool


Likke yute an guh a school


Nuh badda pick up nuh tool, mi a beg dem


Nuh mek dem treat yu like a fool


Bout yu a, handle yu endz fi yu rule


Dem a mix yu in a blem blem





Verse 3:


Some juevenile nah tek no talk


Inna broad day light dem a walk wid di gun


Skylard wid di gun


Sit dung pan side walk wid di gun


Serious nah laugh wid di gun


Dem life a guh dung wid di gun


When Kingfish come mi si nuff a den a run wid di gun


Dem flex wid di gun


Tek friend fi di gun


Talk bout self-de-fence wi di gun


Say him nah itch fi di gun


A kill fi get rich wid di gun


Pan friends dem snitch fi gi gun


Dem a nyam bad man, bout dem a bad man, like taylor dem a stitch fi di gun


Boy stop from fool wid di gun


Shoot up a school wid di gun


Nah guh by nuh rule wid di gun


Teef a trade man tool wid di gun


Likkle yute just cool wid di gun


Yu a loot and shoot, gas fire and a rape wid di gun


Pickney yu a drape wid di gun


Roll up wid di tape,


Is like di police dem late,


Cause him dun escape wid di gun


Bwoy claim seh him bad wid di gun


Chain and purse and bag him a grab wid di gun


Some a dem gaan mad wid di gun


If dem could, dem woulda shoot God wid di gun


Bout seh him nah wish fi di gun


Madda warn him, teeth him a hiss, seh him nah tek dis fi di gun


Bout everyting criss fi di gun


Six foot six, head open like chips fi di gun


Him a intimidate fi di gun


Try eliminate fi di gun


Juvenile dem a work fi di gun


Fool can't look fool and never seh him rest,


Nuff bwoy get erase fi di gun





Chorus:


Inna di ghetto


When di big dem a echo


All a who a buss it up mi a warn dem


Nuh mek dem sen back Freneco


Fi gas dem up like a Esso


A nuh mi alone a seh suh mi a warn dem


Betta yu cool


Likke yute an guh a school


Nuh badda pick up nuh tool, mi a beg dem


Nuh mek dem treat yu like a fool


Bout yu a, handle yu endz fi yu rule


Dem a mix yu in a blen blen



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