Kinmen or Quemoy (/kɪˈmɔɪ/; see also "Names" section below) is a small archipelago of several islands administered by the Republic of China (Taiwan): Greater Kinmen, Lesser Kinmen, and some islets. Administratively, it is Kinmen County of Fujian Province, ROC. The county is claimed by the People's Republic of China (PRC) as part of its own Fujian Province's Quanzhou Prefecture. It is geographically very near Xiamen, no more than 2 kilometers. Some islands of other counties, such as Wuchiu, were transferred to the jurisdiction of Kinmen County by the ROC government following its civil war defeat and retreat to Taiwan. Matsu is the other set of islands on the Fujian coast controlled by the Republic of China.
Kinmen was first named Jīnmén (金門; lit, "golden gate") in Chinese 1387 when the Hongwu Emperor of China's Ming Dynasty appointed a military officer to administer the island and protect it from wokou (pirate) attacks. The name, pronounced Jīnmén in the official Mandarin Chinese and Kim-mûi in the native Zhangzhou dialect of Hokkien Minnan. The various names used in English for the islands derive from these name.
Gunman, my sort of star, we put you there You’re all of us now, you’re all over town An wrappers and cans, you’re bigger then life You’re braver than dad You’re a gunman, holding your own You’re a gunman, never alone Gunman, leader of packs, shadow of death Killer in chic, never betrayed, friend of our kids You’re a gunman, holding your own You’re a gunman, never alone Gunman . . . gunman . . . trader in arms Kids on the street, buying your charms Gunman, my sort of star, we put you there You’re all of us now, you’re all over town On wrappers and cans, you’re bigger than life You’re braver than dad You’re a gunman, holding your own You’re a gunman, you’re never alone Gunman . . . gunman Gunman, my sort of star, we’re bleeding for you, we put you there What would you give, your all of us now, we’re burning for you You’re all over our town, gunman, you’re on rappers and cans You’re bigger than life and we’re dying for you and you’re braver than dad, gunman. . .You’re woman are dogs But they’re braver than you We’re bleeding for you What would you give We’re burning for you, gunman We invented you, now we’ve gotta live with you, you’re more solid Than a rock, a rock of cocaine or crack or ice or death Like a rock of death, like a gravestone, gunman. . .
She used to love me
but it's over now
that was a good thing
that's gone man, gone
I pass the hours
just to get (?) by
Talk to the dog
so I know that I'm alive
I never thought that I should quit
all the stupid crazy shit that I do
In the name of keeping good things away
Some things you can fuck right up
Other things well you'd better not screw up
My problem is that I could not see
what was important right in front of me
I never thought that I should quit
all the stupid crazy shit that I do
In the name of keeping good things away
How much longer man for this earth
It's here today
But it's gone man, gone
The epitaph scratched upon my song
here lies a man that just wanted to be alone
She used to love me
but it's over now
that was a good thing
that's gone man, gone
I take small comfort in a dying world
(Belew/Bowie)
Gunman, my sort of star, we put you there
you're all of us now, you're all over town
on wrappers and cans, you're bigger than life
you're braver than dad
you're a gunman, holding your own
you're a gunman, never alone
Gunman, leader of packs, shadow of death,
killer in chic, never betrayed, friend of our kids
you're a gunman, holding your own
you're a gunman, never alone
Gunman, trader in arms
the kids on the streets are buying your charms
Gunman, my sort of star,
we're bleeding for you, we put you there
what would you give, you're all of us now
we're burning for you
you're all over town, gunman,
you're on wrappers and cans,
you're bigger than life and we're dying for you
and you're braver than dad, gunman
you're woman are dogs
but they're braver than you
We're bleeding for you
what would you give
we're burning for you, gunman
We invented you,
now we've got to live with you
you're more solid than a rock
a rock of cocaine or crack or ice or death,
like a rock of death
like a gravestone,
[Verse 1:]
This game has played with my emotions, messed with my brain
The street's got a million stories but the lesson's the same
So before I go to sleep I count the blessings of Slaine
Accepting the rain and the gossipers who stepped on my name
I got cats who wanna roll on me with weapons to aim
Doing a home invasion but homie I'm holding the same
And I know what life's like standing cold in the rain
So I don't want to but if I have to I will go there again
I seen films and creeps chewing pills in their teeth
Nod off and watch them go as they get killed in their sleep
I've witnessed what you never want your children to see
Know a thousand cold blooders way iller than me
You found of me, good, play it in your neighbourhood
This is hip hop, people say it's bad, say it's good
This is for my people who know that I could
That I would without getting roped in the mud, yeah
[Chorus: x2]
Yeah, got my noose tied but it's tangled
Smoking on dust from the angels
America, I'm star spangled
Strangled, conman looking for an angle
[Verse 2:]
Kids got their fists in the air ready to scrap
Me I got the mic in my hand ready to rap
Got the shotgun in the trunk with machetes and rats
The blood strays [? ] Crazy Eddie is back
I come from angel dust, [? ] stuck at bus stop in Georgetown
And Roslindale, hell, why the fuck not?
Sergeant Bill can fuck himself cause we don't love cops
Love loud music, cases of booze, and drug spots
I roll with Finigans and Flannigans, Dominicans, Hispanics, and Blacks
And some people wanna panic at that
But all that racist crap and old antics is whack
Say no one can ever stop it but I can with the rap
Grew in white pride till the city heard the word nigger used everyday
Why they drinking liquor, booze, [? ]
[? ] drop your rocks and sticks
When we came here they called us whops and micks
When it comes down to a quarrel
You're too afraid to fight like a man
Because a real man fights with his two fists
Trying to survive the best that he can
You never have fought the hones way
Always taking to the trigger
Shooting around like a maniac
Death row is the place where you belong
Gunman you're a coward
Gunman you're a fool
Without a wapon you will never win
You're going to get your head kicked in
Walking around in the ghetto
Thinking you're tough because you own a gun
Shooting a thug a rival gang
the walls we face
oppressed in every way
the life i thought to be collides with yesterday
well i thought I'd be the man to be
a man who's will to fight alone,
alone for you and me
i know fooled conviction
i know fooled on fools lies
fooled by a false conviction
fooled by it's fallacy
fooled by the conman smiling
fooled by the sad mans casualty
full on feel my rage
the cause of war re-engaged
inner fear lost in my hate
step to embrace pain
follow me in your cage
can't you feel my rage
engage
carve lines of conviction
poison fantasy
sweet rails toxicity
crawling oblivion
did i fail to mention... your oblivion
the problems conviction is following you
total amnesia will never free you
well i failed to mention you're hung
inner fear lost in my hate
step to embrace pain
follow me in your cage
cool and put on you no gun
look for the terrorists walkin' up and down
cool and put on you no gun
like a canon or a magnum i say dem not welcome
stop gun fabrication, it's not a way to unite
stop gun fabrication, we don't need guns to fight
cool and put on you no gun
stop heat up the scene, you better drink milk and not
cool and put on you no gun
stop screw up your face jus like a devil sent you come
stop gun fabrication, it's not a way to unite
stop gun fabrication, we don't need guns to fight
cool and put on you no gun
look for the terrorists walk up and down
cool and put on you no gun
me a bill me popularity me is jus a blossom
cool and put on you no gun
when me hear about a dance me no want look dong
cool and put on you no gun
me full up lyrics an me jus cyaan dun
cool and put on you no gun
an allow dem people mek dem ave some fun
cool and put on you no gun
like a canon or a magnum i seh dem not welcome
cool and put on you no gun
look for the terrorists walking up and down
cool and put on you no gun
an allow the people - just allow the people - now allow
the people to let them have some fun
stop gun fabrication, it's not a way to unite
stop gun fabrication, we don't need guns to fight
stop gun fabrication, it's not a way to unite
Gunman, bloodshot eyes
Gunman, grain of sand
Sisters could not sleep
Father is a holy ghost
And there's lions in a cage
It don't matter don't try to explain
You're just another dog to be trained
Choke chained
You gonna end up under tooth and nail
If you catch a tiger by the tail
Don't fail
Brother does not dream anymore
Sisters could not sleep
Transformation incomplete
Mercy killing, those counting sheep
I'm a trigger, quick to fire
Punctuate betwixt the eyes
And you're clever
It ain't gonna help you
Violence is just an incomplete, thought
Coming to a complete stop, stop
You're so clever you'll tear us apart
Then masquerade it as art, not smart
If you can help anyone, help yourself
That's unless you hate yourself
Then don't help
Angry ants are crawling
It makes you wanna scream
Lions clawing
Building up steam
Flesh and bone has no persuasion
This is the path to my destination
Gunman, where you been?
You're my hero, savior, psycho, slayer
Follow the leader, you lead 'em the same
Slugs punctuate the refrain
Come again?
It don't matter don't try to explain
You're just a dog to be trained
Choke chained
You gonna end up under tooth and nail
If you catch a tiger by the tail
Don't fail
I wanna go blind
Wanna stare at the sun
Now the race is on the run
So look out for your man
Try to catch him in the woods
And kill him if you can
Come on play the game
And catch the man
This is your aim
So do what you can
Now the race is on the run
So look out for our girl
Try to catch her in the woods
And take her if you can
Come on play the game
And catch the girl
That is your aim
So do what you can
I see with the eyes of the hunter
No one can escape
I'm a devil of a gunman
For you it is too late
Now the race is on the run
I am looking out for you
I catch you in the woods
And kill you if we meet
Come on play the game
And fight for life
This is the game
Where I will survive
I see with the eyes of the hunter
No one can escape
I'm a devil of a gunman