
Lay Down Your Weapons K Koke (Ft. Rita Ora)
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[Hook: Rita Ora]
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
[Verse 1: K Koke]
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, its 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
[Verse 1: K Koke]
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, its 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
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