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GANG STARR lyrics : "Tonz 'O' Gunz"

tons o' guns everybody's getting strapped
tons o' guns got to watch the way you act
tons o' guns real easy to get

tons o' guns bringing nothing but death
tons o' guns are in the streets nowadays
it's big money and you know crime pays

check your nearest overpopulated ghetto
they greet you with a pistol not trying to say hello
mad kids packed 'cos the neighbourhood's like that

want some %#@! that's fat catch a victim do a stick
kids pulling triggers, ^!$$%s killing ^!$$%z
five-o they sit and wait and tally death-toll figures

it's crazy there ain't no time to really chill
jealous mother$#&@ers always want to act ill
22's 25's 44's 45's

mack elevens ak's taking mad lives
what the $#&@ you gonna do in a situation
it's like you need to have steel just to feel relaxation

tons o' guns

tons o' guns you got we got they got

the state of affairs yo it's like mad chaos
i know a kid who just passed the other day
they shot him sixteen times so there he lay

you can pray for this %#@! to like cease
but until then a ^!$$%'s going to pack a piece
and yo the devil's got $$#asination squads

want to kill ^!$$%z 'cos they're scared of god
they got camps where they train they learn to take aim
at a ^!$$% like a piece of game

and i'm not seeing that, them days are gone
'cos now we got [chromes] to put them where they belong
so me a rude boy from and in a brooklyn

$#&@ the bull%#@! pain and suffering
i'm coming off with a foolproof plan
as if each every lyric was worth a hundred grand

i stand in the face of hatred
letting off mad shots making devils run naked
tons o' guns


tons o' guns everybody's getting strapped
tons o' guns got to watch the way you act

tons o' guns real easy to get
tons o' guns bringing nothing but death
tons o' guns but i don't glorify

'cos more guns will come and much more will die
why, yo i don't know black
some mother$#&@ers just be living like that

they like to feel the chrome in their hands
the %#@! makes them feel like little big man
twelve years old catching wreck

'cos there ain't no supervision putting kids in check
people get wounded, others they perish
and what about the mother and the child she cherish

the city is wild up steps the wild child
tension anger living in danger
what the $#&@ you gonna do in a situation

it's like you need to have steel just to feel relaxation
tons o' guns

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