Black on black violence whats the reason
Young boy shot on the ave; he aint breathing
Mom and pops in distress
The whole family mourns when they see his obituary in the press
The #1 agent of death in the hood is the gun
And im talking about young boys who never sees the age of 21
Whats sad of all that this is my generation
Looking behind bars all I see is black faces
Im not trying to preach man, but tell the truth
Before the black face behind bars could end up being you
One, 21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I ...
I can rap about the whips I never drive
Or how we all are on the block on our grind
But that seems like the easiest
If my raps arent promoting the greater good then my words are meaningless
Im not the next pac or nas
But this rap right here will be for a greater cause
Im not trying to preach man, but tell the truth
Before the black face behind bars could end up being you
One, 21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I ...
One, 21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I ...
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