Kunci: G minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Everybody strapped
They like give me your hand bro
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Dm
It's ala carte, pick camo
And they get so riled up
Verse 2
Gm
Click clack's how they react
Eb
Dm
Mobbed up they follow scandals
Cheeks puff out Marlon Brandon
asks in they laps
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F
These days all we like is picking sides
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Dm
All we do is criticize
Need no script we improvise
Verse 3
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My homie was nice only a
Gm
He started coming right for me
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Eb
Dm
Bout cold as a iced up rollie
Time out on love now he
shooting like Kobe
Gm
Who said the creator wanted
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(Fight more)
Verse 4
Dm
Who said the mark of a good
disciple is a new rifle?
Bb
Dm
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
Verse 5
Gm
Dm
I say put your, put your
Eb
Dm
Put your weapon down
Put your. put your
F
Eb
Dm
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Verse 6
Put your weapon down
Gm
Need you to put your weapon down
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Eb
I know they got them heavy rounds
Dm
They trynna shoot up every town
Gm
Why would you hoot up every town?
Verse 7
Eb
Dm
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Verse 8
Gm
I hate everything you say
I wonder how much time my
Gm
Dm
Bb
outrage took today
Am
That's how we work fast,
we gotta squeeze
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Bb
First on these jerks,
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Dm
every reaction is knee jerk
Bb
Hey if I could score some points
Am
Dm
Why would I wanna reach out?
Verse 9
Bb
Probably got you thinking twice
Bb
We would rather throw them
hands than listen
Am
Bb
Following this politicians we let anger in
F
Am
So had to tell our peace out
Bb
Dive in, can't talk no more,
Am
Bb
I been bored until my side wins
Bb
ten round gon' way up the sirens
Am
Save it, already know what you think
Bb
Gm
Dm
So don't, just don't that
whole base is basic
Gm
Dm
Verse 10
Bb
F
We know what we hate
Am
F
Dm
We know what we ain't
Bb
But if he calls us saints
Am
What kind of picture do we paint?
Dm
Bb
If the highest virtue is take down
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F
But my Lord's life, it was laid down
Dm
Gm
All I can say now
Verse 11
F
Eb
Gm
Put your weapon down
F
Eb
Gm
Put your weapon down
Gm
Dm
Put your weapon down
Verse 12
Gm
Need you to put your weapon down
F
Eb
I know they got them heavy rounds
Dm
Eb
Gm
Eb
They tryna shoot up every town
Dm
Eb
Gm
Why would you shoot up every town?
Verse 13
Eb
Gm
Put your weapon down
Am
Y'all gotta go somewhere With all them dirty weapons
Verse 14
Am
Dm
Gm
Dm
Nah, for real, boy, you know
C
When twelve pull up you gon'
Cm
Answer all them dirty question
Eb
It's gonna be too late to say
Cm
Dm
You learnt your les son
Gm
Am
I ain't pointing no fingers or nothing
Verse 15
Gm
But that's the wrong direction
Nah, I ain't telling you what to do,
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Dm
I'm just making a suggestion
Nah, I'm telling you if you want
Gm
a blessing
F
Might wanna save your family
Eb
from all that stressing
so much correction
Gm
To be sitting here guessing
Verse 16
Put your, put your
Eb
Dm
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Verse 17
Put your weapon down
Gm
Need you to put your weapon down
F
Eb
I know they got them heavy rounds
Dm
They tryna shoot up every town
Gm
Why would you shoot up every town?
Verse 18
Eb
Dm
Put your weapon down
Put your, put your
Outro 1
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