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 sound 



They're coming through the window 

They're coming through the door 

They're busting down the big wall 

And Sounding the horn 



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 flithy 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 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 



What you Want 

Bucky Done Gun 

What you want 

The Fire Done Burn 

What you want 

Bucky Done Gun 

Get Crackin' Get Get Crackin' 



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 



What you Want 

Bucky Done Gun 

What you want 

The Fire Done Burn 

What you want 

Bucky Done Gun 

Get Crackin' Get Get Crackin'