Gun Music

Talib Kweli

[Talib Kweli]

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



[Hook]

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



[Talib Kweli]

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 th