Gunsmoke Lyrics - Tribal Seeds

Gunsmoke 

From the sound killa barrel 

Musical gunsmoke 

From the sound killa barrel 

As they ride into the frontline of the battle 

Incoming spears and arrows shot to drop you from your saddle 

Black out the sun and all you hear is shields rattle 

Still charging forward and feel the stampede trample 

(Any)one and anywhere that dares to oppose the sound killa reign 

Music is thy sword and I shall see the wicked slain 

Cutting deep to their hearts, deep to their veins 

Legacy is blood and their legacy will drain 

All I see is dragons spitting fire 

Can't shake up the sons of the one lion 

All I see is dragons spitting fire 

Can't shake up the sounds of the sound killa 

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Gunsmoke 

From the sound killa barrel 

Musical gunsmoke 

From the sound killa barrel 

Tell them ease off, lyrical rounds wah me squeeze off 

Beat it till it bend and then me go breeze off 

Keep hear them a ball out cree now (why) 

Too much ammo deh under me sleeve now 

Them youth up and down like say dem a see-saw 

Wonder why them a pree so? (me nuh know) 

My birthright mi see them a scheme for 

Claim like say dem a Jacob when dem a Esau 

Could why make nobody feel so (you nuh know) 

Watch them a grab and a reach though, look me a bob and a weave now 

Tun it up couple degrees though 

Dem man ya deh pon a level weh even a 

pebble a come from me hand ago shell you 

It bebble and sharp, we nuh take long talk 

Who doing this quite like we, out of Jamaica, put fire pon beast 

Well it might just be with the tribal seeds 

make them hide and flee when we point and squeeze 

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Gunsmoke 

From the sound killa barrel 

Musical gunsmoke 

From the sound killa barrel 

So I and I a bust down the gates of Babylon yard 

Word, sound coming dreadful onto the weak heart 

Fire to rain and to restitute pon the land 

And a riddance of the menacing cowards 

I a hail the ancient of days, Selassie I emperor 

Piercing hearts of the wicked with word, sound, and power 

Obsidian if I kill a white walker 

Armageddon to restore balance 

Cuz all I see is dragons spitting fire 

Can't shake up the sons of the one lion 

All I see is dragons spitting fire 

Can't shake up the sounds of the sound killa 

Gunsmoke 

From the sound killa barrel 

Musical gunsmoke 

From the sound killa barrel