Gunfinga Lyrics - Kardinal Offishall

Our aim: world domination 

No fear, hands in-a di air 

Bust your gunfinga, wave it like ya don't care 

Bust hot lickshots in-a di atmosphere 

There's a party to rock, that's why the Rascalz are here (2x) 

Lick shots and bust yo caps 

Put it up, where your gunfinga's at? (2x) 

[ VERSE 1: Red 1 ] 

Aiyo, gunfinga the tool, against the great, no rule 

Plow! Shots are bust and we notorious 

Thus thrust, Red'll defend the rugged and raw 

(Cause we-a rudeboy) So hit em with the hardcore stuff 

Cause my glock's not enough, sometimes a man fi get cuffed 

Handled ruff, we're minded too dangerous 

Ain't no messin with nobody less they puff with us 

Cause we keep to ourselves and the pounds we puff 

So let it burn, rockin the chalice, take turns 

Red 1 not concerned, I got em a-fi learn 

Bout respect due, yo respect a-fi earn 

Big up to Rascal Crew, foundation stands firm 

Fear none, think that we done, we just-a come 

Gunfinga cocked in-a di air, make it bum 

Bo! That's for my ghetto people 

Cause the world's unfair, never was equal 

Lick a bo! That's for Babylon pon patrol 

Cause Van City cats got tons of hydro 

And there's one more that we gotta let go 

And that's the one that we lick off in-a di po-po 

I test the empire, then we royal gumbo 

Many guns for hire when your regime crumble 

Then raise my gunfinga in the air, born again 

Wave it like a flag, world domination pon dem 

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No fear, hands in-a di air 

Bust your gunfinga, wave it like ya don't care 

Bust hot lickshots in-a di atmosphere 

There's a party to rock, that's why the Rascalz are here (2x) 

[ VERSE 2: Kardinal Offishall ] 

Let me see your gunfinga, but hold your gun down, please 

Yo, don't bust no shots, so me and my niggas could rock 

Dem call me Mr. Kardinal (Dem call me Mr. Red 1) 

Come follow me, holler me out if you know what I'm talkin about 

My niggas walkin about, big up the ghetto gutter guns 

Street presidents, slum residents 

And all my niggas on they two feet with street sense 

And more than two cents in-a dem pocket 

I rock a verse for keeps, run my lyrics in-a di mix 

I bet he love it, respect, big up your chest 

Kardinal and Rascalz gwan make you feel hi-i-igh 

Killin you softly with no lye 

While your toe taps I'm breakin your back over my hi-hat 

Kick drum is makin you numb, snare snap is strapped 

To bust back for every red-eyed nigga on the attack 

So when I'm comin through, you cannot stop me on the go 

For every nigga that clack-clacks, the Figure IV gotta be gold 

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Lick shots, bust yo caps 

Put it up, where your gunfinga's at? (2x) 

[ VERSE 3: Red One ] 

Aiyo, the big gun spark, light up the dark (Yes, mire) 

360 degrees, the place on fire 

Feel the heat, yo, either surrender or retreat 

Cause Kemo don't give a fuck, he put some fire in the beat 

Gave me the trigger to watch me blow them off they feet 

(Plow! Bust your gunfinga, cause respect compete) 

The all Massive Van Crew, soldier men, too 

You rudeboys in-a di dance, dedicated to you 

And all the young guns up, they past they curfew 

(Big up di sexy gal crew, cause dem bust shots too) 

Sketels and workings just to make a debut 

Keep di clip in-a di g-string, ready to move 

So what you do is put your hand in-a di air 

And you bust your gunfinga, wave it like ya don't care 

I swear, one love to my people out there 

You we salute, lickin off shots in the air