Tons Of Guns Lyrics

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 shit that's fat catch a victim do a stick kids pulling triggers, niggas killing niggaz five-o they sit and wait and tally death-toll figures it's crazy there ain't no time to really chill jealous motherfuckers always want to act ill 22's 25's 44's 45's mack elevens ak's taking mad lives what the fuck 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 shit to like cease but until then a nigga's going to pack a piece and yo the devil's got assasination squads want to kill niggaz 'cos they're scared of god they got camps where they train they learn to take aim at a nigga 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 fuck the bullshit 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 motherfuckers just be living like that they like to feel the chrome in their hands the shit 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 fuck you gonna do in a situation it's like you need to have steel just to feel relaxation tons o' guns