Trip Lee - Put Your Weapon Down lyrics

Mhm, excuse me, yeah
Ayy 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

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

Ayy, aye nah, aye nah bruh
Ya'll 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 learned your lesson
I ain't pointing no fingers or nothing
But thats 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

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