"Gun Down" as written by Rodney Price and W. Riley....
Intro

Lawd-a-mercy

Well di 45 in concert dem soil gunman shirt it jus can't work

Lawd-a-mercy

Well me warn him and me tell him Ill nevva stop til di 45 smell him and

Black Rhino and Black Talon gonna correl him me wonda who sen him me aguh

en him who tell him seh me a frien him (one sentence).

Lawd-a-mercy

(another line goes here, not sure what he's sayin)

So wah, Well





1. Boy now ya dead and inna bush you a smell

Hey ya run inna me gun and me sen ya to hell

Rise against me gun inna minute ya fell

Get bullet inna ya head, nyam out ya brain cell well

See me an me gun and ya go tek me for a pearch

Now ya dead and all ya head de a dirt

Meh 45 inna concert, hey me tell a boy

If him bad well soil Junglist shirt

Inna split of a second, ya mus get hurt ya get...




CHO



Gun Down, inna di middle of

Gun Town, hey meh silent gun will make

No Sound, inna dem blood dem gwan drown

Reload put in another round dem get...

Gun Down, inna di middle of

Gun Town, meh silent gun will make

No Sound, inna dem bllod dem gwan drown

How dem fi tek T.G. fi clown now...



CHO



2. Gunshot a correl dem

Warn dem so til Sea View expel dem

How me kill fi fun ya tink is now me tell dem

Forty-five bus and informer smell dem

Police a come true dem fren go tell dem

But dem shoulda know seh Water House don't fear dem

Black blunt bullet is dat me use and jeer dem

Gih (give) dem Black Rhino seh go home go wear dem

Marrow fly to di sky me no punk and no guy me takes, no alibi, anyway



Boy now ya dead and inna bush you a smell

Hey ya run inna me gun and me sen ya to hell

Rise against me gun inna minute ya fell

Get bullet inna ya head, damage ya brain cell well

See me an me gun and ya go style me like a pearch

Now ya dead and all ya head de a dirt

Dis 45 inna concert, hey me tell a boy

If him bad well soil Dandemite shirt

Inna split of a second, ya mus get hurt ya get...



Gun Down, inna di middle of

Gun Town, meh silent gun will make

No Sound, inna dem blood dem gwan drown

Reload put in another round dem get...

Gun Down, inna di middle of

Gun Town, meh silent gun will make

No Sound, inna dem blood dem gwan drown

How dem fi tek Dunkirk fi clown now...



4. Deh pon ma corner coolin

Caan tell ya how dis likkle punk tek bootsin

How me 45 is jus gladly choose him

Caan tell ya how him family gwan loose him

Black blunt bullet is dat me use abuse him

Chop him up BAD so til madden a refuse him

But me know di dog and di John Crow wi choose him

And all di fly and di roach remove him

Marrow fly to di sky me no pamper and no guy me takes, no alibi, anyway



Boy now ya dead and inna bush you a smell

Hey ya run inna me gun, me sen ya to hell

Rise against me gun inna minute ya fell

Get bullet inna ya head, nyam out ya brain cell well

See Daily Bread and ya go tek him for a pearch

Now ya dead and all ya head de a dirt

Bromwell inna concert, hey me tell a boy

If him bad well soil Elephant shirt

Inna split of a second, ya mus get hurt wah ya get...

Gun Down, Yeah

Inna di middle of

Gun Town, me have a silent gun will make.......



John Crow.......Those big black birds better known as Turkey Buzzards that swarms dead meat.



T.G......referring to Tivoli Gardens. Elephant and Daily Bread ......members of the Scare Dem Crew.

Big Up Oronde


Lyrics submitted by AeroGoat

"Gun Down" as written by Winston Delano N Riley Rodney Price

Lyrics © Roba Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC

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