Monday, September 12, 2011





PUT YA GUNS DOWN
(HOOK) LATE AT NIGHT I CANT SLEEP YOU WONDER WHY,
BULLETS FLY THROUGH MY WINDOW I WANNA CRY,
GUNSHOTS AND HELICOPTER, AND SIREN SOUNDS
IS THE ONLY THING I HEAR, PLEASE PUT YOUR GUNS DOWN. (REPEAT 1 TIME)

(VERSE 1) I CANT SLEEP AT NIGHT IM HEARING SIRENS,
IM SEEING FLASHING LIGHTS AND HELICOPTER BEAMS.
IM HEARING GUNFIRE AND DOGS BARKING,
IM SEEING YELLOW TAPE, WHITE SHEETS, AND WHITE CHAULKING.
IM HEARING MOTHERS CRYING, SCREAMING OUT LOUD TO THE HEAVENS,
HOW CAN YOU GO ON, WHEN YOUR KIDS GONE AT SEVEN.
ITS A HEART BREAK, IN EVERY CORNER OF THE WORLD,
THATS WHY WE SMOKE AS A CULTURE, AND DRINK TELL WE HURL. (THROW UP)

(HOOK) LATE AT NIGHT I CANT SLEEP YOU WONDER WHY,
BULLETS FLY THROUGH MY WINDOW I WANNA CRY,
GUNSHOTS AND HELICOPTER, AND SIREN SOUNDS
IS THE ONLY THING I HEAR, PLEASE PUT YOUR GUNS DOWN. (REPEAT 1 TIME)

(VERSE 2) HOW CAN I CHANGE MY ENVIRONMENT,
EVERYWERE I GO, ITS HATE CRIMES, AND VIOLENCE.
YOUNG KIDS ON DRUGS, AND THEY WILDING,
AND THE NEIGHBORS TO SCARED, SO THEY SILENT.
SOMETIMES WE CANT EVEN TRUST THE SIRENS,
SOME DRUG SALES, YES THEY BEHIND IT.
AND THE GOOD COPS, YEAH THEY STILL TRYING,
BUT ITS NOT ENOUGH OF THEM, SO WE DIEING,
AND WE STILL PRAYING.

(HOOK) LATE AT NIGHT I CANT SLEEP YOU WONDER WHY,
BULLETS FLY THROUGH MY WINDOW I WANNA CRY,
GUNSHOTS AND HELICOPTER, AND SIREN SOUNDS
IS THE ONLY THING I HEAR, PLEASE PUT YOUR GUNS DOWN. (REPEAT 1 TIME)

(BRIDGE) ALL ACROSS THE WORLD ITS THE SAME OLD THANG,
WE ALL GOT TO COME TOGETHER AND MAKE A CHANGE.
CHILDREN DIEING EVERYDAY, WE GOT TO MAKE A CHANGE,
FIND A BETTER WAY, WE GOT TO COME TOGETHER,
ALL ACROSS THE WORLD, TO MAKE THINGS BETTER
FOR OUR BOYS, AND GIRLS,
OH NO! ANOTHER KIDS DEAD IN A COUFIN,
WHEN I HEARD HOW HE DIED I LOST IT,
HE HAD A DEVICE WITH A BOMB IN HIS POCKET,
AND OH NO! ITS ON THE MOVIES AND THE T.V. SCREANS,
THERE'S ALWAYS SOME NEW REGIME, TALKING BOUT BOMBING,
EVERYTHING IN THIS WORLD GOT TO CHANGE.

(VAMP) SOMETIMES I CANT EAT, SOMETIMES I CANT SLEEP,
SO I STAY AWAKE AT NIGHT. SOMETIMES I GET SCARED,
IM HAVING NIGHTMARES, SO I CLUTCH MY PILLOW TIGHT.
WHO AND THE HELL ARE YOU, TO DO WHAT YOU DO.
I WANNA FLY, I WANNA FLY, I WANNA FLY AWAY,
FLY AWAY TO FREEDOM.

WRITTEN BY SEAN CARTER AKA GHOST BLACK