Bounty Killer - Gun Down lyrics
[Bounty Killer - Gun Down lyrics]
Dem soil gunman shirt, it just can't work
Nah no mercy
Well, me warn him, and me tell him
And him never stop 'til the 45 smell him
And Black Rhino and Black
Talon gonna corral him
Me wonder who send him? Me ago hang him
Who tell him say me a friend him?
Lord have mercy me hear say man a bend him
So wha?! Well!
Boy, now you're dead and inna
Bush you a smell
Hey, you run inna mi gun and
Me send you to Hell
Rise against my gun, inna minute you fell
Get bullet inna your head, nyam
Out your brain cell, well
See me and mi gun and you
Go take me for a perch
Now you're dead and all your head deh a dirt
Mi 45 inna concert
Hey, me tell a boy, if him bad
Well soil Junglist shirt
Inna split of a second you must get hurt
You get gun Down!
Inna the middle of gun Town!
Hey, mi silent gun will make no sound!
Inna dem blood dem goin' drown
Reload, put in another round dem get
Gun Down! Inna the middle of
Gun Town! Mi silent gun will make
No sound! Inna dem blood dem goin' drown
How dem fi take TG fi clown?
Now gunshot a corral dem
Warn dem so 'til Seaview expell dem
How me kill fi fun
You think it's now me tell dem?
45 buss and informer smell dem
Police a come, true dem friend go tell dem
But, dem shoulda know say
Waterhouse don't fear dem
Black blunt bullet
It's that me use and jeer dem
Give dem Black Rhino, say
Go home go wear dem marrow fly to the sky
Me no punk and no guy me takes, no alibi
Anyway
Boy, now you're dead and inna
Bush you a smell
Hey, you run inna mi gun, me send you to Hell
Rise against my gun, inna minute you fell
Get bullet inna your head
Damage your brain cell, well
See me and mi gun and you
Go style me as a perch
Now you're dead and all your head deh a dirt
This 45 inna concert
Hey, me tell a boy, if him bad
Well soil Dandimite's shirt
Inna split of a second you must get hurt
You get gun Down!
Inna the middle of gun Town!
Mi silent gun will make no sound!
Inna dem blood dem goin' drown
Reload, put in another round dem get
Gun Down! Inna the middle of
Gun Town! Mi silent gun will make
No sound! Inna dem blood dem goin' drown
How dem fi take Dunkirk fi clown?
Now, deh pon my corner coolin'
Can't tell you how this
Likkle punk take boosting
All mi 45 it is gladly choose him
Can't tell you how him family goin' lose him
Black blunt bullet
It's that me use abuse him
Chop him up bad, so 'til Madden a refuse him
But me know the dogs and the
John crow's will choose him
And all the fly and the roach remove him
Marrow fly to the sky me no punk and no guy
Me takes, no alibi anyway
Boy, now you're dead and inna
Bush you a smell
Hey, you run inna mi gun, me send you to Hell
Rise against my gun, inna minute you fell
When bullet inna your head, nyam
Out your brain cell, well
See Daily Bread and you go
Take him for a perch
Now you're dead and all your head deh a dirt
Bromwell inna concert
Hey, me tell a boy, if him bad
Well soil Elephant's shirt
Inna split of a second you must get hurt
When you get gun Down!
Yeah! Inna the middle of gun Town!
Mi have a silent gun weh makes