gun music
Singer:kweli, talib
if i'm out of town my crew take of your bodies the more the merrier
niggas is quick to bury you
punk niggas feel inferior
cats start acting scarier
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
without the knowledge and wisdom and understanding of
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
co coi coi clak clak clak clak clak
ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that
co coi coi clack clak clak clak clak
gun man youth never take shot back
co coi coi clak clak clak clak clak
ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that
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
a black panther or lap dancer
when respect is the question folks coming with the gat answer
shoot at your feet like spider
what am i amusing to you?
you better have that answer
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
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
supply you with them things
co coi coi! the sounds of guns busting
co coi coi! your heart just start pumping
time to protect the fam i 'ma cock mine
i make the streets run red like a stop sign stop lying