K Koke and Rita Ora - Lay Down Your Weapons

Lay down your weapons, weapons for me
Lay down your weapons, weapons for me
If that means anything
Can we avoid war, search and destroy war
Learn what to live for if that means anything
Lay down your weapons
Weapons for me if that means anything

Listen little man I done told
You fuck the hype ting
I done told you road life
Ain’t what it might seem
Where I’m from we do wrong
For the right green
But at a price could loose your
Life for some nice things
No nice dreams just fiends and sirens
No lie you don’t wanna hear the nine scream
These cold nights got us slipping
Like an ice rink
My bro died he got hit up like lightening
My road darg kill him
He’s in prison with the lifers
Youngin’ listen can you vision
Where my mind is
This life’s sick the ends sort
Of like the wire friends turn snitch I know
You heard about spider
I recommend you take a telling from me
Cause I been in it from the start darg
It's hell in these streets
Once you’re in it then you’re in
It ain’t no settling beef
Lay down your weapons, fuck repping
Get your money and leave

Lay down your weapons, weapons for me
Lay down your weapons, weapons for me
If that means anything
Can we avoid war, search and destroy war
Learn what to live for if that means anything
Lay down your weapons
Weapons for me if that means anything

You think this life looks fun?
Well look a little closer
You just might find this life
Isn’t what you hoped for
Road sides a lie and the
Proof is in the culture
The truth is you die or sit down no sofa
Prison living is an image you don’t know darg
Picture living in this prison
And it’s so dark
And when you listen you hear
Whispers from the cold draft
Looking in the mirror at a
Sinner with a broke heart
I know it’s so hard, I hope it won’t last
I know you’re scarred and you just
Wanna get your doe fast
But you don’t wanna end up
Dead or stuck behind bars
Time is of the essence and
The present flies past
When the nine sparks mothers
Lose their baby boys
The die hard kids wanna play with toys
Listen to my voice can you hear my pain?
Before there isn’t choice

Written by:
BRYAN GARZA, ROBERT GARZA, JAMES BUDI KRIMMEL, PETER KRIMMEL

Publisher:
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