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

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

Little Alex got a gun he took his dad
That he snuck in the school is his book bag
His black nail polish, black boots and hat
He gon' blow the bully that just 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 grenade
Cut his wife throat as she put her hands to

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

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

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

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

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Now here the march of the boy brigade
A macaw parade of the toys he
And in shimmers shades, who half his age
About half the size of the they wave

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

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

Think you gangsta, popped a few
These kids'll come through and murder a town
Then sit and smoke and watch it burn down
The graves get the further we go down

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

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

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

On next part I, insert
To sweeten up the person's murder workload
work fo', C I A with A
A operative, a to scam all day

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

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

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