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