Gang Warfare Lyrics & Tabs by Steel Pulse
Gang Warfare
guitar chords lyrics
Gun shot fly around
In dis a warfare
Gang Warfare
Messing up this town and country
Don't you know it does not pay
To join this bad man posse
Gang warfare
Messing up this town and country
Don't you know it does not pay
To join this bad man posse
In a Brooklyn
All this shooting around
It is surely
Coming like a cowboy town
Gangs and gunmen
Got their finger on their trigger
And you can bet your life
They're here to take no prisoners
Gang warfare
Messing up this town and country
Don't you know it does not pay
Hey yeh yeh hey yeh eh hey
Gang warfare, is right around the corner
Gang warfare your sister and your brother
Gang warfare you killing one another
Gang warfare why don't you help each other
Cold blooded killings
Don't make no sense to me
We should be civilised
And save humanity
Why don't you wake up
>From your sleep and from your slumber
We've got to stop this madness
>From taking over
Gang warfare
Messing up this town and country
Don't you know it does not pay
Hey yeh yeh hey yeh eh hey
RAP
Dem a run dem a come
Fe shoot up the dance
Dem a run dem a come
Fe shoot up the dance
Dem gwaan like cowboy quick pon de draw
Dem want respect and to be big bout ya
Dem a worship gun instead of Almighty JAH
And a wear gold chain and drive fancy car
Call demself posse, gwaan like mafia
And a model demself off a nuff gangster
Capone, Babyface and Dillinger
But history book seh dem never get very far
Now dem full a bullet hole and favour tea strainer
So listen carefully and consider
When you shooting up your bredren and
A kill you sister
You better take a trip to South Africa
And hide inna de bush like
A freedom foghter
And help Black people get liberation
And get respect and I will call
You a DON
Nuff respect and I will call you a man
Dem a run
Dem a come
Nuff respect
Get respect
Gang warfare
Messing up this town and country
Don't you know it does not pay
Hey yeh yeh hey yeh eh hey
RAP
Dem a run dem a come
Fe shoot up the dance
Dem a run dem a come
Fe shoot up the dance
Dem gwaan like cowboy quick pon de draw
Dem want respect and to be big bout ya
Dem a worship gun instead of Almighty JAH
And a wear gold chain and drive fancy car
Call demself posse, gwaan like mafia
And a model demself off a nuff gangster
Capone, Babyface and Dillinger
But history book seh dem never get very far
Now dem full a bullet hole and favour tea strainer
So listen carefully and consider
When you shooting up your bredren and
A kill you sister
You better take a trip to South Africa
And hide inna de bush like
A freedom foghter
And help Black people get liberation
And get respect and I will call
You a DON
Nuff respect and I will call you a man
Dem a run
Dem a come
Nuff respect
Get respect
