Put The Guns Down The Twilite Tone (Ft. Common, G Herbo, Katie Got Bandz, King Louie, MC Tree G, Mic Terror, Nick Jr., Noname & Saba)
[Intro]
Guns
[Verse 1: King Louie]
Put the guns down (Fact), get your money up (Boo boo), let the kids live (Whoop)
Grown goofys killin' babies, what them kids did? (What?)
Shit, I live to see my mama, see her kid's kid (Yeah) (Guns)
And I put on for my city, what your kid did? (Haa)
Thanks to me the young Gs gettin' real bread (You're welcome), Panera (Whoo)
Put the guns down and do better (Try)
Put the guns down (Guns) and do better
[Verse 2: Katie Got Bandz]
Chiraq crazy, gotta tell 'em put the guns down
Shorties out here wildin', they ain't even got aim now (Nah-uh)
Hittin' the wrong ones, Rastas cuttin' off their dreads now
12 ain't no better, they'll kill you for respect now (Guns) (True)
Guns, put 'em up, tired of beggin', sippin' up (Mhm)
The streets love Katie 'cause I spit the realest stuff (Katie)
Why you shoot and tell? You ain't built, give it up
Shorties stickin' up toys like they're in Toys 'R' Us (Guns)
[Verse 3: Saba]
Never ran from Ku Klux and I shouldn't have to run from 'em
My brother, we went to school together and passed more than just judgement
We save that for the Lord (For the Lord), just seen a gurney (For the gurney)
Journey cut short (Cut short), I wonder what was stored (Guns)
Yo, you are not your surroundings so stop the hunt like a bounty
My town forgot about their dreams and all just jumped to their plan B
We robbin' and shootin', pollutin' the optics with Glock hits
Why we think we gotta be in politics to stop it?
Guns
[Verse 1: King Louie]
Put the guns down (Fact), get your money up (Boo boo), let the kids live (Whoop)
Grown goofys killin' babies, what them kids did? (What?)
Shit, I live to see my mama, see her kid's kid (Yeah) (Guns)
And I put on for my city, what your kid did? (Haa)
Thanks to me the young Gs gettin' real bread (You're welcome), Panera (Whoo)
Put the guns down and do better (Try)
Put the guns down (Guns) and do better
[Verse 2: Katie Got Bandz]
Chiraq crazy, gotta tell 'em put the guns down
Shorties out here wildin', they ain't even got aim now (Nah-uh)
Hittin' the wrong ones, Rastas cuttin' off their dreads now
12 ain't no better, they'll kill you for respect now (Guns) (True)
Guns, put 'em up, tired of beggin', sippin' up (Mhm)
The streets love Katie 'cause I spit the realest stuff (Katie)
Why you shoot and tell? You ain't built, give it up
Shorties stickin' up toys like they're in Toys 'R' Us (Guns)
[Verse 3: Saba]
Never ran from Ku Klux and I shouldn't have to run from 'em
My brother, we went to school together and passed more than just judgement
We save that for the Lord (For the Lord), just seen a gurney (For the gurney)
Journey cut short (Cut short), I wonder what was stored (Guns)
Yo, you are not your surroundings so stop the hunt like a bounty
My town forgot about their dreams and all just jumped to their plan B
We robbin' and shootin', pollutin' the optics with Glock hits
Why we think we gotta be in politics to stop it?
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