Too Much Gun's In Town

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 (no) 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 say, '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? 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? (Dem running Kingston like a cowboy town) Yeah, shotter a your job, yeah, no bother a go work tonight (too much guns in town) Yeah, me know the empress kinda talk loud, but no bother broke a fight (gun no mek a Jamdown) You see weh me a say? (Like a cowboy) Yeah, it's the year and the time of the season Let's sit and reason (too much, too much guns in town) A likkle ital stew might be seasoned (like a cowboy town) You see weh me a say? (Like a cowboy) Listen now man! (Too much guns in town) Tek off the iPod and the iPhone man (too much guns in town) Put dung the BlackBerry for a minute (too much guns in town) Mek we check 'pon we future and, the way things going enuh, man Lock off the Facebook and the Twitter fi a while, man (too much guns in town) Think about yourself and your mother and your child (too much guns in town) You know see the country kinda look spoil, the youth dem kinda (like a cowboy town) Hear me now man? (Like a cowboy) Want a better life fi the juvenile, hear me say (too much guns in town) 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