Put Your Weapon Down

Everything is ammo
Everybody strapped
They like give me your hand bro
I don't need your dap
All they need is camo
It's ala carte, pick camo
And they get so riled up

Click clack's how they react
Boys turn into sopranos
Mobbed up they follow scandals
Cheeks puff out Marlon Brandon asks in they laps
These days all we like is picking sides
All we do is criticize
Need no script we improvise even if it's lies

My homie was nice only a couple of years ago
He started coming right for me
Bout cold as a iced up rollie
Time out on love now he shooting like Kobe
Who said the creator wanted us to fight more?
(Fight more)

Who said the mark of a good disciple is a new rifle?
They think the only way for backing up zeal
Is racking up kills
Got clips, I get that banana's appeal
But that isn't real

I say put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your. put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down

Need you to put your weapon down
I know they got them heavy rounds
They trynna shoot up every town
Why would you hoot up every town?

Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down

I hate everything you say but I can't look away
I wonder how much time my outrage took today
That's how we work fast, we gotta squeeze
First on these jerks, every reaction is knee jerk
Hey if I could score some points
Why would I wanna reach out?

Probably got you thinking twice before you speak out
We would rather throw them hands than listen
Following this politicians we let anger in
So had to tell our peace out
Dive in, can't talk no more, I been bored until my side wins
Foes in my sight, ten round gon' way up the sirens
Save it, already know what you think
So don't, just don't that whole base is basic

We know what we hate
We know what we ain't
But if he calls us saints
What kind of picture do we paint?
If the highest virtue is take down
Then to climb up we leave them face down
But my Lord's life, it was laid down
All I can say now

Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down

Need you to put your weapon down
I know they got them heavy rounds
They tryna shoot up every town
Why would you shoot up every town?

Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down

Y'all gotta go somewhere
With all them dirty weapons
Nah, for real, boy, you know
When twelve pull up you gon'
Answer all them dirty question
And when they slap them cuffs on
It's gonna be too late to say
You learnt your lesson

I ain't pointing no fingers or nothing
But that's the wrong direction
Nah, I ain't telling you what to do, nothing like that
I'm just making a suggestion
Nah, I'm telling you if you want a blessing
Might wanna save your family from all that stressing
Cause you don' see so much correction
To be sitting here guessing

Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down

Need you to put your weapon down
I know they got them heavy rounds
They tryna shoot up every town
Why would you shoot up every town?

Put your, put your
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Put your weapon down



Credits
Writer(s): William Barefield, Anthony Cruz
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