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Now Terry got a gun he got from the store
He bought it with the money he got from his
He robbed a candy shop, told her, Lay down on the
Put the in the bag, take the pennies out the drawer

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

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

Little
Little
weapon
Little

I another man today
Shot him in his back as he ran
I blew up his house wit a hand grenade
Cut his throat as she put her hands to pray

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

Now I know much 'bout where I'm from
But I know I strike everywhere I come
Government want me dead so I my gun
I really the rocket launcher but I'm still too young

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

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

Little

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

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

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

Think you gangsta, a few rounds?
kids'll come through and murder a whole town
Then sit back and smoke and watch it down
The graves get the further we go down

Little weapon, weapon, little weapon, we're callin' you
There's a war, if the guns are too tall for you
We'll find you somethin' 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 game
I, aim my hole, right trigger to
Press up and Y, one nigga breathe

B for the bombs, press pause for moms
Make the room silent, she don't approve with games
She leave, resume
Start in heart, subpar sharp wizardry

On part I, insert code
To up the little person's murder workload
work fo', C I A with A
A operative, a operate to all day

I the controller connected to the soldier
With weapons on his shoulders, he's seconds older
me, me, playful but serious
Now keep that on mind for on line

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