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Put Your Guns Down

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2017-01-01

  Niggas never grow up, some drink til they throw up

  Some sniff that cocaine til they fucking brains blow up

  Grass junkies, drunk on that Brass Monkey

  Walk around wit the brain of a Crash Dummie

  How the fuck you gonna try to gas cash from me?

  You be in the House of a 1,000 Corpse like Rob Zombie

  Culture this I God, all inside your iPod

  Cuz my squad, nigga is die hard

  Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds

  Fifty-two blocks, put that ass on the ground

  Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's getting colder

  Hood's like Iraq, and I'm just a soldier

  Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds

  Fifty-two blocks, put that ass on the ground

  Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's getting colder

  Hood's like Iraq, and I'm just a soldier

  Niggas creep, yo, check it, yo, yo

  Welcome to the City of God, where it's gritty and hard

  And these dogs walk around at least, fifty a squad

  Saying give me a yard, trynna, split me a broad

  Maybe, spit me a dart, so I could, get me a car

  Niggas creep, half can't read or speak

  Shoot the whole crib, buckwild like Little Zeke

  From the slums, yeah, we be the blind, deaf and dumb

  We got six year old sons, knowing how to use a gun

  They would shoot and don't think about it, won't even blink about it

  Go home, lay on momma breast, nigga, drink about it

  So while you huff and you puff, like you rough and tough

  Your ass turn to a bitch once you in the cuffs

  Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds

  Fifty-two blocks, put that ass on the ground

  Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's getting colder

  Hood's like Iraq, and I'm just a soldier

  Nobody understands me, not even my family

  Most important man on the planet, still they ban me

  Instead of giving praises and revealing a Grammy

  They'd rather see me stressed out, concealing my jammy

  Hoping, I got smoked out and broke like Sammy

  Spent the wheel of fortune then get struck wit a whammy

  Never that, black, I got my act together

  How can hip hop be dead when Wu-Tang is forever?

  Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds

  Fifty-two blocks, put that ass on the ground

  Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's getting colder

  Hood's like Iraq, and I'm just a soldier

  Put your guns down, shoot a few rounds

  Fifty-two blocks, put that ass on the ground

  Rocket launcher on my shoulder, world's getting colder

  Hood's like Iraq, and I'm just a soldier

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