Gun Music Lyrics - Quality - 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, come on 

Time to protect the fam I'm a cock mine 

I make the streets run red like a stop sign, stop lying 

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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 clakc 

Ghetto red hot 'round the world you hear that 

In Jamaica, in Brooklyn, in Ethiopia, we go there and back 

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 

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, make you a tap dancer 

What am I amusing to you? You better have that answer 

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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 Pak 

Fighting with brothers who pump Biggie like they live on the block 

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 

In Jamaica, in Brooklyn, in Ethiopia, we go there and back 

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 

These are the tools of the trade that we use to get paid 

When we cruise on escapades and escalades with guns to blaze 

We been this ways since the younger days 

Safe from the hunger pains 

Bang when the trouble came, pioneers of gun slang 

Supply you with them things a little something, something 

Set fire to the game my system be thumping 

Co coi coi, the sounds of guns busting 

Co coi coi, your heart just start pumping 

From a 22 derringer, a 38 long, a 44 desert eagle 

A glock nine, time to protect the fam I 'ma cock mine 

I make the streets run red like a stop sign, stop lying 

Gun music y'all