Bucky Done Gun

                                  London

Quiet down, I need to make a sound

New York

Quiet down, I need to make a sound

Kingston

Quiet down, I need to make a sound

Brazil

Quiet down, I need to make a sound



They're coming through the window

They're coming through the door

They're busting down the big wall

And sounding the horn

And sounding the horn



[Chorus x 2]

What you want?

Bucky Done Gun

What you want?

The fire done burn

What you want?

Bucky Done Gun

Get crackin'

Get, get crackin'



Time to spit new shit

I'm rocking on this new bit

I'm hot now; you'll see

I'll fight you just to get peace



Heavy weight wrestler

Fight me in your comforter

Let you be superior

I'm filthy with the fury ya



London

Quiet down, I need to make a sound

New York

Quiet down, I need to make a sound

Kingston

Quiet down, I need to make a sound

Brazil

Quiet, I need to make a sound



I'll hard-drive your bit

I'm battered by your sumo grip

Lucky I like feeling shit

My stamina can take it

Gymnastics super fit

Muscle in the gun clip

Bite, teeth, nose bleed

Tied up in a scarf piece



[Chorus x 2]



Can I get control?

Do you like me vulnerable?

I'm armed, and I'm equal

More fun for the people

Physical, brute force

Steel lion, you're the boss

Yeah, you're so do-able

Grind me down, sugar, slow



[Chorus x 2]