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Now little Terry got a gun he got from the
He it with the money he got from his chores
He robbed a candy shop, told her, Lay on the floor
Put the cookies in the bag, take the out the drawer

Khalil got a gun he got from the rebels
To kill the infidels and the devils
A on his waist, a mask on his face
five times a day and listens to heavy metal

Little got a gun he took from his dad
he snuck in the school is his black book bag
His black polish, black boots and black hat
He gon' blow away the bully that pushed his ass

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Little
Little
Little

I killed man today
Shot him in his as he ran away
Then I blew up his house wit a hand
Cut his wife throat as she put her to pray

Just five more dogs, we can get a soccer ball"
That's what my say
How old? I'm like ten, eleven
Been fightin' I was like six or seven

Now I don't know much 'bout I'm from
But I know I fear everywhere I come
Government me dead so I wear my gun
I really want the rocket launcher but I'm too young

This candy give me courage not to no one
To feel no and hear no tongue
So I no screams and I shed no tear
If I'm in your dreams, then your end is near, you

Little weapon, weapon, little weapon, we're callin' you
There's a war, if the guns are just too for you
We'll find you somethin' to use
weapon, little weapon, little weapon, we need you now, pow

Little

Now comes the march of the boy brigade
A macaw parade of the he made
And in shimmers shades, who look his age
About half the of the flags they wave

And camouflage made to fit youths
'Cause the one off of dead soldiers a lil' loose
AK-47s that they shootin' into heaven
Like tryin' kill a Jetson that struggles little recruits

Cute, smileless, heartless,
destroyed, devoid of all childish ways
Can't write own names
Or read the words on their own graves

you gangsta, popped a few rounds?
These kids'll through and murder a whole town
sit back and smoke and watch it burn down
The get deeper the further we go down

Little weapon, little weapon, weapon, we're callin' you
There's a war, if the guns are too tall for you
find you somethin' small to use
Little weapon, weapon, little weapon, we need you now, pow

if I had to console
The families of those slain I slayed on consoles
I, aim my hole, right to squeeze
up and Y, one less nigga breathe

B for the bombs, press for your moms
Make the room silent, she don't approve violent games
She leave, activity
Start in blue heart, subpar wizardry

On next I, insert code
To sweeten up the little person's workload
Artillery work fo', C I A A
A operative, a operate to all day

I hold the connected to the soldier
With weapons on his shoulders, only seconds older
Than me, me, playful but
Now that on mind for on line experience

Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon, we're you
a war, if the guns are just too tall for you
We'll find you somethin' to use
Little weapon, weapon, little weapon, we need you now

Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon, callin' you
a war, if the guns are just too tall for you
We'll you somethin' small to use
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon, we you now, pow