Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gun Music, artist - Talib Kweli. Album song Quality, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rawkus Entertainment
Song language: English
Gun Music |
Now, If I’m out of town my crew take of your bodies the more the merrier |
Point and spray the area |
Niggas is quick to bury you |
Punk niggas feel inferior |
Guns make us superior |
Cats start acting scarier |
Situations get hairier, yo You know who killing it, niggas saying they militant |
The only blood in the street is when the government spilling it You could have a hand gun or a cannon |
And you still (?) |
without the knowledge and wisdom and understanding of a 22 derringer |
a 38 long |
a 44 desert eagle |
a Glock Nine |
time to protect the fam I’m a cock mine |
I make the streets run red like a stop sign stop lieing |
Co Coi Coi Clak Clak Clak Clak Clak |
Gun man music never take shot back (oh!) |
Co Coi Coi Clak Clak Clak Clak Clak (Come On) |
Ghetto Red Hot 'round the world you hear that (oh oh oh come on) |
Co Coi Coi Clack Clak Clak Clak Clak |
Gun man youth never take shot back (Yes!)(Brooklyn) |
Co Coi Coi Clak Clak Clak Clak Clak |
Ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that |
In Jamaica (Kingston), In Brooklyn (Flatbush), In Ethiopia (Yep) |
We Go There and Back (Come On) |
To all my real live soldier cats where you at Dogs don’t hold them back |
those the cats that go to strapped to blow a back |
You could be whoever, a black panther or lap dancer |
when respect is the question folks coming with the gat answer |
Shoot at your feet like spider, you a tap dancer |
What am I amusing to you? |
You better have that answer |
Toys for guns, I got guns for toys |
Silencers bring the heat without bringing the noise |
Bringing the funk of dead bodies, go ahead bring in your boys |
You’ll see the soul of black folk like W.E.B DuBois |
Israelies got tanks and Palestinians got rocks |
Inmates got shanks and dirty cops they got glocks |
We got tribes in Africa that listen to Pac |
fighting with brothers who pump Biggie like they live on the block |
These are the tools of the trade |
that we use to get paid |
When we cruise on escapades |
and escalades with guns to blaze |
we been this ways since the younger days |
Safe from the hunger pains |
Pop Bang when the trouble came |
Pioneers of gun slang |
Supply you with them things |
a little something, something |
set fire to the game |
my system be thumping |
Co Coi Coi! |
the sounds of guns busting |
Co Coi Coi! |
your heart just start pumping |
From a 22 derringer |
a 38 long |
a 44 desert eagle |
Time to protect the fam I 'ma cock mine |
I make the streets run red like a stop sign stop lying |
Gun Music y’all |