Testo New Gun - Bounty Killer
Testo della canzone New Gun (Bounty Killer), tratta dall'album Jamaica's Most Wanted
Me say, informer, you have what you have
You get shot and taken aback
Let me look at them and tell them original wicked man bounty killer say
You can be shot, but boy, you burst
All informer, all them are dead first
You can be shot, wicked man burst
Come with a gun, but no pain neither
To be an informer, that is not a nice word
Your time not there for your life, it don't work
How did you walk with the thing go under the earth?
Yeah, you informer, man, I see you and them curb
How them red-brained can butt up and clerk
Be tough, pastor, grab the old church
All I tell crispy and them up with knife and nurse, me a dopey
So I try get me blood thirst
Well, for symmetry, I now drive the earth
I'm to murder people
It's been a long time, but we shot them in a station or in a church
You can be shot, but boy, you burst
Back with gun last and I murder them first
You can be shot, wicked man burst
Come with a gun, but no pain neither
When we say informer, that's a little information
The police personnel and soldier men
When we shoot them all in a station
Shot that in a church, it's a Christian
I didn't say you should, policeman
Them do them work, and policeman run
Them can't repeat, it's an information
Informer, left the most God-informed
Paman has a secret and information
Silly to not come and run a station
Say, let me trade you and sometime fight one
And of the art of taking my food from them
Shot him in the head and not in a hand
Shot all the pigments and the sucking in the crumb
Make them know I'm a powderation
Waterhouse bug, the slaughteration
Elimination, assassination
Tell the informer, say we changing plan
Leave the community and go to the station
You can be shot, but boy, you burst
All informer, all them are dead first
No gun, rich and wicked men burst
Can't take smack deep on them, nothing neither
Informer, see we face an upload
Scream them, aye, you're in a emote
If a bad man, then bad man shoot out
Informer run down a station, assault
Whole him, kill him quick, shot him, we don't let out
And scart him to them, rip them, rip them, break them, touch out
Instant death, and the 3-D boy count
Two of you wicked men and we're no gods count
Gunning away and all
Wings up in totes
Nuclearity now is now no time for papota
When we are killed, we kill without a doubt
You gun, rich and bad boy, you burst
All informer, all them are dead first
You gun, rich and wicked men burst
Can't take smack deep on them, nothing neither
To be an informer, that is not a nice work
Your time not there for your life, it don't work
I demand it, you are good, then go on to the earth
I demand it, you are good, then go on to the earth
You informer, see we face an upload
But your bank clerk, beat up pastor, rob the old church
All tell Christian, them nothing neither knows
You dopey, so no get seen, you bloodthirst
We'll be for cemetery, and now we drive yourself
You murder people, about Bushman, we'll be shot
Them in a station, are in a church
You gun, rich and bad boy, you burst
Back with gun, last, and I murder them first
You gun, rich and wicked men burst
From we back with gun, you nothing neither
Sell information, way to police personnel and soldier men
When we are shoot, them are lay in a station
Shot that in a church, they face a Christian
I didn't say, you fished, policeman
Them are do, them return, policeman will run
Them can't repeat an information
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Writer(s): Rodney Price, Lloyd James
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