Vybz Kartel – Guns Outernational (2004) | Track profile | Dork

Vybz Kartel – Guns Outernational (2004) | Track profile | Dork

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Guns Outernational

[Intro: Vybz Kartel & Wayne Marshall]

Cyaa ramp wid Warlord (Cross)

Bomboclaat

Up to di time, you know it's Wayne Marshall, Vybz Kartel

Warlord, in charge of war yard

Haha

Guns (Chinese)

Guns (Russian)

Guns (German)

Guns and guns (Europe)

Guns ('Merican)

Guns (Yuh diss Wayne?)

Guns, all guns (Uzi)

Guns (Macky)

Guns (Tecky)

Guns and guns (We mek it)

Guns, guns, guns, guns, guns, guns (Marshall)

[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]

We have some guns

Weh put big hole thru yuh lungs, and tear off concrete columns

We have some guns

Di nozzle dem big like drum, skin bake like national buns

Big, big guns

Weh mek detective sight di crime scene and wonder, "How comes?"

Some bloodclaat guns

Magnum shot by di tons, small shot set di law wid di funds

[Verse 1: Vybz Kartel]

Marshall

Uzi from Israel, K from Russia

Beretta from Italy, real body flusher

Tell Anthony B, my Glock a di real bone crusher

Skin ago burn like Usher

When yuh see mi coming, draw dung window shutter

Mi kill, mi nuh chatta, mi nuh choppa, mi nuh cutter

Mi gun melt yuh dung as yuh utter

Das mi haffi seh, "I can't believe it's not butter"

Every thought inna my mind dutty like gutter

When we drive by, who nuh dead, leff a suffer

Knife him gone fah? Go fah

You or AK shot, who tuffer?

[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]

We have some guns

Weh put big hole thru yuh lungs, and tear off concrete columns

We have some guns

Di nozzle dem big like drum, skin bake like national buns

Big, big guns

Weh mek detective sight di crime scene and wonder, "How comes?"

Some bloodclaat guns

Magnum shot by di tons, small shot set di law wid di funds

[Verse 2: Vybz Kartel]

Hey, Ali

Guns out anyweh mi roll

Britain inna Winter, so mi heart cold

Feds haffi call pon back up and run leff patrol

And radio to control

Di pussy dem nuh killer, dem nah shot a soul

Mi hand dem faster than when Wavell a bowl

So anyone a dem mek a move lose a soul

Mi nah go a jail so mi nah do parole

To me, war sweet like cinnamon roll

Blass have a gun weh push di death toll

To a limit weh cyaa control

So mi unforgettable like Nat King Cole

[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]

We have some guns

Weh put big hole thru yuh lungs, and tear off concrete columns

We have some guns

Di nozzle dem big like drum, skin bake like national buns

Big, big guns

Weh mek detective sight di crime scene and wonder, "How comes?"

Some bloodclaat guns

Magnum shot by di tons, small shot set di law wid di funds

[Verse 1: Vybz Kartel]

Marshall

Uzi from Israel, K from Russia

Beretta from Italy, real body flusher

Tell Anthony B, my Glock a di real bone crusher

Skin ago burn like Usher

When yuh see mi coming, draw dung window shutter

Mi kill, mi nuh chatta, mi nuh choppa, mi nuh cutter

Mi gun melt yuh dung as yuh utter

Das mi haffi seh, "I can't believe it's not butter"

Every thought inna my mind dutty like gutter

When we drive by, who nuh dead, leff a suffer

Knife him gone fah? Go fah

You or AK shot, who tuffer?

[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]

We have some guns

Weh put big hole thru yuh lungs, and tear off concrete columns

We have some guns

Di nozzle dem big like drum, skin bake like national buns

Big, big guns

Weh mek detective sight di crime scene and wonder, "How comes?"

Some bloodclaat guns

Magnum shot by di tons, small shot set di law wid di funds

[Chorus: Wayne Marshall]

We have some guns

Weh put big hole thru yuh lungs, and tear off concrete columns

We have some guns

Di nozzle dem big like drum, skin bake like national buns

Big, big guns

Weh mek detective sight di crime scene and wonder, "How comes?"

Some bloodclaat guns

Magnum shot by di tons, small shot set di law wid di funds

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