Mr. Gunis

Good Lord
Hey, Mr. Gunny, you claim say you a gun chemist
Whoa, oh, oh, yeah

Gun 'ting a no fun 'ting
A nuff man head me see buss like pumpkin
Serious, anuh joke 'ting
Marrow and brains will fly like Jim Blaine
Mr. Gunny, Gunny buss him gun and him don't care
But what a calamity when him buck up on a wicked man out there

Weh sniffing coke and him get high
And then him take up him boom bye
And leave a next family to cry
Weh me say?
Him sniffing coke and him get high
And then him take up him boom bye
And leave a next family to cry

Hey, Mr. Gun-Hearted, kill a couple man and now the gun a get wanted
Look how him holler mommy beg him to rahtid
Now him get a dozen copper shot inna him forehead
Why a mussi Gunny idiot?
Have a one gun and every day him a chat-chat
Never stop until him business reach pon like doorstop
Now him get corralled by about a dozen cop
See ya, oh Lord

Weh sniffing coke and him get high
And then him take up him boom bye
And leave a next family to cry
Weh me say?
Him sniffing coke and him get high
And then him take up him boom bye
And leave a next family to cry

Whoa-oh
Mama cry, sister cry, mama cry
Whoa-oh, oh-oh
Mama, mommy, baby

Well, Mr. Shotta and Shotty
Check out your files and you never kill nobody
Why a gun maga people gun him a carry?
Now him get corralled by about a dozen Lawry
Say, him a carry gun vengeance
Say that him a cool and him a live off a pension
Send out a twelve year old with him six-pots
And if the guy dead, him use one and replace one
Weh him do?

A sniffing coke and him get high
And then him take up him boom bye
And leave a next family to cry
Oh Lord
Him sniffing coke and him get high
And then him take up him boom bye
And leave a next family to cry