The Around My Way (Freedom Ain't Free) Songfacts reports that Fiasco’s first single off his fourth studio album, Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album Pt. 1 debuted on May 21, 2012. On "Around My Way (Freedom Ain't Free)," he spits rhymes about aspects of modern American life he doesn’t like such as "Suicide bombers and prosperity gospels, emaciated models, with cocaine and blood pouring out their nostrils” as well as socio-political problems in Ghana and the invasion of Iraq.
Lupe released his fifth studio album Tetsuo & Youth on January 20, 2015.
Lupe's 8th Studio Album DRILL MUSIC IN ZION was released on June 23rd 2022
Lupe has previously been on label Epic with his group Da Pak and then signed a solo deal with Arista. His years at Arista only led to the 2003 promo single "Pop Pop" as well as guest appearances on singles from Tha' Rayne (2002's "Kiss Me" and 2003's "Didn't You Know") and K Fox (2003's "This Life"), then Arista folded in 2004 and Lupe was signed to Atlantic Records.
Little Weapon
Lupe Fiasco Lyrics
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He bought it with the money he got from his chores
He robbed the candy shop told them lay down on the floor
Put the cookies in the bag; take the pennies out the drawer
Lil' Khalil got a gun he got from the rebels
To kill the infidels and American devils
A bomb on his waist, a mask on his face
Prays five times a day yet listens to heavy metal
That he snuck into school in his black book bag
His black nail polish, black boots and black hat
He's gon' blow away the bully that just pushed his ass
I killed another man today
Shot him in his back as he ran away
Then I blew up his hut with a hand grenade
Cut his wife throat as she put her hands to pray
Just five more dogs then could get a soccer ball
That's what my commander says
How old? Well I'm like ten, eleven
Been fighting since I was like six or seven
Now I don't know much about where I'm from
But I know I strike fear everywhere I come
Government wants me dead so I wear my gun
I really want the rocket launcher but I'm still to young
This candy gives me courage not to fear no one
To feel no pain and hear no tongue
So I hear no screams and I shed no tear
If I'm in your dreams then your end is near
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon
We're calling you, there's a war
If it comes not just too tall for you
You find you something small to use
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon
Yanked you now, pow
Now here comes the march of the boy brigade
A McCar parade of the toys he made
And in shimmer shades who looks half his age
About half the size of the flags they waved
And camouflage suits made to fit youths
Cause the ones off dead soldier hang a little loose
With AK-47 that they shooting into heaven
Like they trying to kill the Jetsons
They struggle little recruits
Cute, smileless, heartless, violent
Childhood destroyed, avoided of all childish ways
Can't write their own names
Or read the words on their own graves
Think you gangsta popped a few rounds
These kids will come through and murder a whole town
And sit back and smoke and watch it burn down
The grave gets deeper the further we go down
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon
We're calling you, there's a war
If it comes not just too tall for you
You find you something small to use
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon
Yanked you now, pow
Imagine if I had to console
The family of those
Slayed that I slain on game consoles
I aim I hold, right trigger to squeeze
Press up and y one less nigga breathe
B for the bombs, press pause for your moms
Make the room silence she don't approve of violent games
She leaves resume activity
Start and blew hearts, with poor harsh wizardry
On next part I insert code
To sweeten up the purses of murder work load
I tell him he work for
CIA with A
And operative, I operate this game all day
I hold a controller connected to the soldier
With weapons on his shoulder, he's only seconds older than me
We playful but serious, now keep on mind for online experience
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon
We're calling you, there's a war
If it comes not just too tall for you
You find you something small to use
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon
Yanked you now, pow
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon
We're calling you, there's a war
If it comes not just too tall for you
You find you something small to use
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon
Yanked you now, pow
The lyrics to Lupe Fiasco's "Little Weapon" paint a sobering picture of the impacts of war on children. Through the stories of three children with guns, the song touches on issues of violence, terrorism, and the recruitment of child soldiers. Little Terry buys a gun and robs a store with it, Little Khalil joins rebels to kill American "devils," and Little Alex takes his father's gun to school to take revenge on a bully. Meanwhile, a child soldier reflects on his acts of violence: he's killed a man, blown up a hut, and cut another woman's throat. The chorus calls out to these little weapons, recognizing that they are being called to fight in a war that is not their own.
By portraying different stories of child violence, "Little Weapon" highlights the ways in which war affects and destroys childhood. The children in the song are robbed of their innocence, forced to grow up and take on violence that they are likely not equipped to handle. Additionally, the song touches on the ways in which children are manipulated and recruited to fight in wars, often without fully understanding what they're doing or why. Overall, "Little Weapon" sends a powerful message about the impacts of war and violence on children, and the need to protect them from such devastation.
Line by Line Meaning
Now little Terry got a gun he got from the store
Little Terry acquired a gun from a store
He bought it with the money he got from his chores
He earned money from completing household tasks and used it to purchase the gun
He robbed the candy shop told them lay down on the floor
Terry committed theft at the candy store and made the employees lie down
Put the cookies in the bag; take the pennies out the drawer
He demanded that the employees put the cookies in the bag and took the money from the cash register
Lil' Khalil got a gun he got from the rebels
Khalil obtained his weapon from rebels
To kill the infidels and American devils
He aims to kill those considered disbelievers and American enemies
A bomb on his waist, a mask on his face
Khalil wears a mask and carries a bomb on his waist
Prays five times a day yet listens to heavy metal
He follows the Islamic practice of praying five times a day but also listens to heavy metal music
Little Alex got a gun he took from his dad
Alex took his gun from his dad's possession
That he snuck into school in his black book bag
He secretly took the gun to school in his black book bag
His black nail polish, black boots and black hat
He accessorized his outfit with black nail polish, boots and hat
He's gon' blow away the bully that just pushed his ass
Alex wants to retaliate against the bully who recently targeted him
I killed another man today
The singer admits to committing murder
Shot him in his back as he ran away
The victim was shot in the back as they fled
Then I blew up his hut with a hand grenade
The singer used a hand grenade to destroy the victim's home
Cut his wife throat as she put her hands to pray
The victim's wife was killed while in a prayerful position
Just five more dogs then could get a soccer ball
The artist needs to kill five more people in order to receive a soccer ball
That's what my commander says
The singer is carrying out orders given by their commanding officer
How old? Well I'm like ten, eleven
The singer is ten or eleven years old
Been fighting since I was like six or seven
The artist has been fighting since they were six or seven years old
Now I don't know much about where I'm from
The artist is unsure of their origins
But I know I strike fear everywhere I come
The artist's presence is intimidating and frightening to those around them
Government wants me dead so I wear my gun
The government is seeking to eliminate the singer, so they carry a gun for protection
I really want the rocket launcher but I'm still too young
The artist desires a rocket launcher, but is not old enough to have one
This candy gives me courage not to fear no one
The candy provides the singer with bravery to not fear anyone
To feel no pain and hear no tongue
The singer desires to be immune to physical pain and critical speech
So I hear no screams and I shed no tear
The singer does not want to hear people scream or cry
If I'm in your dreams then your end is near
If the artist appears in one's dreams, it is an omen of their forthcoming death
Now here comes the march of the boy brigade
A group of young boys begin to march
A McCar parade of the toys he made
The parade consists of toys created by McCar
And in shimmer shades who looks half his age
One of the boys looks much younger than his peers
About half the size of the flags they waved
The boy's size compared to the flags they hold is noticeably smaller
And camouflage suits made to fit youths
The boys are wearing camouflage clothing tailored to fit children
Cause the ones off dead soldier hang a little loose
The boys wear the clothing of deceased soldiers, which does not fit perfectly
With AK-47 that they shooting into heaven
The boys are firing AK-47s upward, possibly symbolizing a desire to reach heaven
Like they trying to kill the Jetsons
The boys are firing their guns in a way that resembles the cartoon show 'The Jetsons'
They struggle little recruits
The boys are struggling as new recruits
Cute, smileless, heartless, violent
The boys are described as having a cute appearance, but displaying no emotion in their violent actions
Childhood destroyed, avoided of all childish ways
The boys' childhoods have been ruined and they have been robbed of their sense of innocence
Can't write their own names
The boys are unable to write their own names
Or read the words on their own graves
They are unable to read the inscriptions on their own graves
Think you gangsta popped a few rounds
The singer is addressing people who think they are tough for shooting a few rounds
These kids will come through and murder a whole town
The boys are capable of murdering an entire town
And sit back and smoke and watch it burn down
After the murder, the boys will relax and watch the destruction unfold
The grave gets deeper the further we go down
The more violence and destruction the boys cause, the worse the ramifications become
Imagine if I had to console
The artist poses a hypothetical scenario
The family of those
The singer is referring to family members of those who have been killed
Slayed that I slain on game consoles
The artist is admitting to killing people in a video game
I aim I hold, right trigger to squeeze
In the game, the singer aims and pulls the trigger to shoot
Press up and y one less nigga breathe
The singer's actions result in the death of another character in the game
B for the bombs, press pause for your moms
The singer is detailing the controls for the game
Make the room silence she don't approve of violent games
The artist's mother does not want the violent game being played in her house
She leaves resume activity
The mother leaves the room and the game is resumed
Start and blew hearts, with poor harsh wizardry
The game causes heartache and uses harsh language
On next part I insert code
The singer is discussing the game's code
To sweeten up the purses of murder work load
The artist is describing altering the game to make murdering easier
I tell him he work for
The artist is directing something to someone
CIA with A
The artist pretends to be part of the CIA
And operative, I operate this game all day
The singer admits to spending their whole day playing the game
I hold a controller connected to the soldier
The artist controls a character in the game
With weapons on his shoulder, he's only seconds older than me
The character the singer controls is only slightly older than they are
We playful but serious, now keep on mind for online experience
The singer plays the game for fun but also takes it seriously, and urges caution when playing online
Little weapon, little weapon, little weapon
The phrase 'little weapon' is repeated three times
We're calling you, there's a war
The artist is addressing someone or something that is involved in a war
If it comes not just too tall for you
The artist is encouraging the addressed party to use something more manageable for their size
You find you something small to use
The addressed party should utilize a smaller weapon
Yanked you now, pow
There is a sudden, forceful action
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: WASALU JACO, PATRICK STUMP, BISHOP G
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