Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tonz 'O' Gunz, artist - Gang Starr.
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tonz 'O' Gunz |
Tons o' guns everybody’s getting strapped |
Tons o' guns got to watch the way you act |
Tons o' guns real easy to get |
Tons o' guns bringing nothing but death |
Tons o' guns are in the streets |
Nowadays |
It’s big money and you know crime pays |
Check your nearest overpopulated ghetto |
They greet you with a pistol not trying to say hello |
Mad kids packed 'cos the neighbourhood’s like that |
Want some shit that’s fat catch a victim do a stick |
Kids pulling triggers, niggas killing niggas |
Five-o they sit and wait and tally death-toll figures |
It’s crazy there ain’t no time to really chill |
Jealous motherfuckers always wanna act ill |
22's 25's 44's 45's |
Mack elevens ak’s taking mad lives |
What the fuck you gonna do in a situation |
It’s like you need to have steel just to feel relaxation |
Tons o' guns |
«The thing they know best is where the gun is kept» |
Tons o' guns you got we got they got |
The state of affairs yo it’s like mad chaos |
I know a kid who just passed the other day |
They shot him sixteen times so there he lay |
You can pray for this shit to like cease |
But until then a nigga’s going to pack a piece |
And yo the devil’s got assasination squads |
Want to kill niggas 'cos they’re scared of god |
They got camps where they train they learn to take aim |
At a nigga like a piece of game |
And I’m not seeing that, them days are gone |
'cos now we got to put them where they belong |
So me a rude boy from and in a brooklyn |
Fuck the bullshit pain and suffering |
I’m coming off with a foolproof plan |
As if each every lyric was worth a hundred grand |
I stand in the face of hatred |
Letting off mad shots making devils run naked |
Tons o' guns |
Tons o' guns everybody’s getting strapped |
Tons o' guns got to watch the way you act |
Tons o' guns real easy to get |
Tons o' guns bringing nothing but death |
Tons o' guns but I don’t glorify |
'cos more guns will come and much more will die |
Why, yo I don’t know black |
Some motherfuckers just be living like that |
They like to feel the chrome in their hands |
The shit makes them feel like little big man |
Twelve years old catching wreck |
'cos there ain’t no supervision putting kids in check |
People get wounded, others they perish |
And what about the mother and the child she cherish |
The city is wild up steps the wild child |
Tension anger living in danger |
What the fuck you gonna do in a situation |
It’s like you need to have steel just to feel relaxation |
Tons o' guns |