Written and Performed by Hamilton Clarington and Jamare' Clarington
Additional vocals by Jerrick Clarington and Lucia Clarington
Produced by Hamilton Clarington
Vocal Production by Mike Sroka
Engineered and Mixed by Tommie Jr.
DA FAM (Clarington Family)
Jamare' Clarington, 23, Titusville, FL
Hamilton Clarington, 18, Titusville, FL
Jerrick D’Angelo Clarington, 13, Titusville, FL
Erica Janelle Clarington, 12, Titusville, FL
"Changing the world one song at a time!"
HOOK
Don’t cry now
Keep your head up
Everything will be all right now
If you promise
To stop the violence
And put your guns down
VERSE 1
It's been 6 months since I put my last gun down
It's been 6 months since I seen your face and your smile
Even though it's been so long
This feelin’ is strong
Knowin’ in the past everything I did was wrong
Knowin’ that the life I’d led caused you to be gone
What can I say, what can I pray
Just to re-connect
So caught up in my ways
I could never face the facts
But I would give up every day
Just to bring you back
And I shoulda, woulda, coulda coulda shoulda but I
Didn’t give up the streets
When you ask me baby could I
Just (4x) put the guns down
Prayin’ that I would just (4x) come around
Instead of runnin around the block
Always acting so gully
Spending my days on streets always
Keepin you worried
Truly believin’ I was gonna be the man that you buried
Cuz whenever I got in trouble you was there in a hurry
Come on I promise
(Repeat) HOOK
VERSE 2
100 guns 100 clips
I was fightin’ a war in the streets that didn’t need to exist
And I ain't sayin; it all for bustin; I’m sayin’ it all for somethin’
I would never let your death be in vain, never be all for nuthin’;
Made a promise to give my guns in,
I swear I’m no longer runnin;
To wrong side of the streets
Though it took for me to lose someone close and dear to me
To instill this fear in me,
That there is more to this life
Than it truly appears to be
But I was so blind
Caught up bein' stubborn and naïve
How was I ever to imagine fatham or believe
That somethin’ I would get into would
Cease you just to breathe and
I’m heedin’
Every word that you were use to speakin’
I’m Thinkin;
Why why oh why
Did this happened to me
How could it be
Somethin’ that was meant for you
Was truly meant for me
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