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To Much Guns In Town lyrics with English Translations
Reggae music we mek enuh
Yeah
Oh, Father bless this land
Guide us with Your mighty hand
Your mighty hand, Your mighty hand
Come on and prayer with me (say a prayer)
Anthony B.
I wish my country would be crime-free
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town And me know say, gun no mek a Jamdown Oh, oh, oh, oh
So why you kill your brother? It don't make no sense That don't make no sense It doesn't make no sense Say you a badman, because you lack self-confidence And to how wicked nobody can escape from your incident Too much 'K's and Smith and Wesson Kill your bredda, now on roadside him left 'pon As you inna argument, you quick fi go press 'pon Nah stop talk and then you act like you deaf man And your life now a full time you check 'pon Me no need your vote, this is not election Look how me talk to the right and the left one Now dem dead, and momma distress 'pon
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town And me know say, gun no mek a Jamdown Me a tell you
Inna the ghetto, too much division Too much ends and, too much likkle don Too much pressure from the big to the likkle man Well a full time now we make a decision Equal rights and justice, we bun religion From Africa, to the Caribbean We no want no bloodshed 'pon we likkle land Full time you listen to the Rastaman (listen)
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town And me know say, gun no mek a Jamdown
As Mikey say Dem we kill you muma, dem we kill you pupa Murder you sister, shot dung you bredda Yes, this yah country, couldn't get no redder A that's why me a sell, 'let's come together', woii Work hard, waan look me tredda Help ghetto youth, climb up the ladder Don't badmind fi you one anedda (no, sah) Yah hear me, me bredda See it?
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town And me know say, gun no mek a Jamdown Oh, oh, oh, oh
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town... (too much guns) This is not the cowboy movie, dem guns is not around This is Jamaica, sunshine, ground, right?!
Too much guns in town (too much, too much, too much...) Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town Hear me now, hear me now, you see you? Yeah, shotter a your job, yeah, no bother a go work tonight Yeah, me know the empress kinda talk loud, but no bother broke a fight You see weh me a say? Yeah, it's the year and the time of the season Let's sit and reason A little ital stew might be seasoned You see weh me a say? Listen now man! Tek off the iPod and the iPhone man Put dung the BlackBerry for a minute Mek we check 'pon we future and, the way things going enuh, man Lock off the Facebook and the Twitter fi a while, man Think about yourself and your mother and your child You know see the country kinda look spoil, the youth dem kinda Hear me now man? Want a better life fi the juvenile, hear me say
Too much guns in town (too much guns in town) Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town (like a cowboy town) Oh, oh, oh, oh Guns in town Yes! And me know say, guns no mek a Jamdown...
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town And me know say, gun no mek a Jamdown Oh, oh, oh, oh
So why you kill your brother? It don't make no sense That don't make no sense It doesn't make no sense Say you a badman, because you lack self-confidence And to how wicked nobody can escape from your incident Too much 'K's and Smith and Wesson Kill your bredda, now on roadside him left 'pon As you inna argument, you quick fi go press 'pon Nah stop talk and then you act like you deaf man And your life now a full time you check 'pon Me no need your vote, this is not election Look how me talk to the right and the left one Now dem dead, and momma distress 'pon
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town And me know say, gun no mek a Jamdown Me a tell you
Inna the ghetto, too much division Too much ends and, too much likkle don Too much pressure from the big to the likkle man Well a full time now we make a decision Equal rights and justice, we bun religion From Africa, to the Caribbean We no want no bloodshed 'pon we likkle land Full time you listen to the Rastaman (listen)
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town And me know say, gun no mek a Jamdown
As Mikey say Dem we kill you muma, dem we kill you pupa Murder you sister, shot dung you bredda Yes, this yah country, couldn't get no redder A that's why me a sell, 'let's come together', woii Work hard, waan look me tredda Help ghetto youth, climb up the ladder Don't badmind fi you one anedda (no, sah) Yah hear me, me bredda See it?
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town And me know say, gun no mek a Jamdown Oh, oh, oh, oh
Too much guns in town Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town A yagga, yo, oh, oh Too much guns in town... (too much guns) This is not the cowboy movie, dem guns is not around This is Jamaica, sunshine, ground, right?!
Too much guns in town (too much, too much, too much...) Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town Hear me now, hear me now, you see you? Yeah, shotter a your job, yeah, no bother a go work tonight Yeah, me know the empress kinda talk loud, but no bother broke a fight You see weh me a say? Yeah, it's the year and the time of the season Let's sit and reason A little ital stew might be seasoned You see weh me a say? Listen now man! Tek off the iPod and the iPhone man Put dung the BlackBerry for a minute Mek we check 'pon we future and, the way things going enuh, man Lock off the Facebook and the Twitter fi a while, man Think about yourself and your mother and your child You know see the country kinda look spoil, the youth dem kinda Hear me now man? Want a better life fi the juvenile, hear me say
Too much guns in town (too much guns in town) Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town (like a cowboy town) Oh, oh, oh, oh Guns in town Yes! And me know say, guns no mek a Jamdown...
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