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• Artiste: Trip Lee
• Titre: Put Your Weapon Down
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Mhm, excuse me, yeah Aye boy, aye hold that down man Treezy Everything is ammo, everybody strapped They like don't give me your hand bro, I don't need your dap All they need is camo, it's a la carte, pick camo And they get so riled up, click clack's how they react Choir boys turn into Sopranos Mobbed up, they follow scandals Cheeks puff out, Marlon Brandon, AKs 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 so nice only A couple years ago, he started coming right for me Bout cold, as a iced out rollie Time out on love, now he just shooting like Kobe Who said the creator wanted us to fight more? (fight more) Who said the mark of 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 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 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 (sheesh) 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 these politicians We let anger in, so had to tell our peace, "out" Dive in, can't talk no more, I been Bored unless my side wins Foes is in my sight, ten rounds gon' way up the sirens Save it, I already know what you think, so don't— Just don't, that whole base is basic We know what we hate And we know what we ain't But if he call us saints What kind of picture do we paint? If the highest virtue is takedown Then to climb up we leave them face down But my Lord's life, it was laid down, all I can say now 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 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 Aye, aye nah, aye nah bruh, y'all gotta go somewhere with all them dirty weapons Nah for real, boy, you know when 12 pull up you gon' answer all them dirty questions And when they slap them cuffs on, It's gonna be too late to say your 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 am telling you if you want a blessing Might wanna save your family from all that stressing Cause you done seen too much correction, to sitting here guessing 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 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