Текст песни Gang Starr - Tons O Guns
Gang Starr - Tons O Guns слова песни
tons o` guns everybody`s getting strappedtons o` guns got to watch the way you act tons o` guns real easy to gettons o` guns bringing nothing but deathtons o` guns are in the streets nowadaysit`s big money and you know crime payscheck your nearest overpopulated ghettothey greet you with a pistol not trying to say hellomad kids packed `cos the neighbourhood`s like thatwant some shit that`s fat catch a victim do a stickkids pulling triggers, niggas killing niggazfive-o they sit and wait and tally death-toll figuresit`s crazy there ain`t no time to really chilljealous motherfuckers always want to act ill22`s 25`s 44`s 45`smack elevens ak`s taking mad liveswhat the fuck you gonna do in a situationit`s like you need to have steel just to feel relaxationtons o` guns tons o` guns you got we got they gotthe state of affairs yo it`s like mad chaosi know a kid who just passed the other daythey shot him sixteen times so there he layyou can pray for this shit to like ceasebut until then a nigga`s going to pack a pieceand yo the devil`s got assasination squadswant to kill niggaz `cos they`re scared of godthey got camps where they train they learn to take aimat a nigga like a piece of gameand i`m not seeing that, them days are gone`cos now we got [chromes] to put them where they belongso me a rude boy from and in a brooklynfuck the bullshit pain and sufferingi`m coming off with a foolproof planas if each every lyric was worth a hundred grandi stand in the face of hatredletting off mad shots making devils run nakedtons o` gunstons o` guns everybody`s getting strappedtons o` guns got to watch the way you act tons o` guns real easy to gettons o` guns bringing nothing but deathtons o` guns but i don`t glorify`cos more guns will come and much more will diewhy, yo i don`t know blacksome motherfuckers just be living like thatthey like to feel the chrome in their handsthe shit makes them feel like little big mantwelve years old catching wreck`cos there ain`t no supervision putting kids in checkpeople get wounded, others they perishand what about the mother and the child she cherishthe city is wild up steps the wild childtension anger living in dangerwhat the fuck you gonna do in a situationit`s like you need to have steel just to feel relaxationtons o` guns