Gunshot Make Dem Dead

[Intro]
Dem know a di war teacha, a wah do some fool?
Hey Corleon!
Get guns and run dem dung, gun dem dung, when dem down a di funeral parlor
My gun taller, all a mi shotta dem unknown like a private caller
Baller flee and jump pon a wall-a, coppershot crush yuh once and for all-a
Tek me fi pussy like under Paula?
Umbrella gun, black rain start fall-a
Hey!

[Chorus]
19 wid one inna di head, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Iron from A to Z, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Bullet rip up di bed, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Call me Mr. Warer cause wah day me and mi gun dem wed
19 wid one inna di head, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Iron from A to Z, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Bullet rip up di bed, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Call me Mr. Palmer cause wah day me and mi gun dem wed

[Verse 1]
Yuh coulda roll wid 50 nurse and 40 doctor
Yuh dead from da shot yah cause mi 9 star nuh actor
Watch yuh fuckin brains fly like a helicopter
News report seh people thought yuh got run over by a tractor
Me scary like every episode of Fear Factor
Eye for eye, tooth fi tooth, mi just love that bible chapter
Bling Dawg bulldog slug mouth bigger than a laptop
Rrrr, nuh think a laughter, A me di whole a feds dem after
But di getaway weh Marlon draw fah faster than Asafa
Mek we park it down a west because di bwoy dem nah go [?]
Rise di gun weh people see di bullet and dem think a guava
Mek mi mek some bone bruck like a nuh have no money pauper

[Chorus]
19 wid one inna di head, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Iron from A to Z, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Bullet rip up di bed, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Call me Mr. Warer cause wah day me and mi gun dem wed
19 wid one inna di head, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Iron from A to Z, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Bullet rip up di bed, gunshot buss dem head dem dead
Call me Mr. Warer cause wah day me and mi gun dem wed

[Verse 2]
Vibes dem want fi build up like a spliff
If a war dem want fi swift, mi give dem bullet like a gift
And give dem it anyweh even if dem stand upside a di sheriff
Cause me Bob Marley, catch the drift? (Yeah)
A same so we deal wid it
Me nuh inna bubbles, just di clips
Pull up wid di blue tips
When me buck yuh seh yuh salt like Jet Blue blue chips
But nuh matter weh yuh go, mi gun cyaa out of range like some a di Verizon you fix
Yuh little cheap bitch, dump di body inna deep ditch
Mi gun longer than di broom under di Halloween witch
And di shot pointed like wicked stumps in the pitch
Coolface gun a sing and people swear a Little Twitch

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