Rhymefest - Bullet - Sözleri

Verse 1

Straight out of high school 

We didn’t know what to do

Wanted to go to college 

But no money was nothing new

Wanted to get away

Go see the world and do something new

He got approached in the mall by the army recruit

Told him if he wanna go to school we got money too

Sign up at 18, you’ll be out when you 22

He joined the army airborne, got his uniform, went to boot camp, got some discipline, arrived at where they shippin him



He’s in the mist of all bullets flying and missing him

Wishing he was a kid again with his family in Michigan

In the mist of fighting militia men

One round took down six of them

He aint really a killer though

Taking a lot of risks

This is what a poor person do for a scholarship, yeah

He turned around and got a face full of hollow tips

But don’t be sad he died for the flag



Chorus

What you done here

Is put yourself between a bullet and a target

And it won’t be long before you’re pulling yourself away



What you done here

Is put yourself between a bullet and a target

And it won’t be long before you’re pulling yourself away



Verse 2

Papa was a playa, knew jus what to say to

Get the women back to his layer and lay her

If sex had a trophy, he’s the heisman touch down

Getting models, rnb chicks and Buzz downs

He got the women with crazy stairs, with his lady there, they aint care, they like ooooh look at his baby hair

He took them all, put them in a line

Hit 5 new chickens, he thought they were fine

He got head from 5 dope fiends smoking it down

But did it all wrong dawg it aint dog or it aint lying

Till he woke up one season with legions

He went to the doctor asking what was the reason

Tests ran positive, he couldn’t believe em

He tried to blame god asked him why did he leave him

Pleading, please let the disease leave him

From women that he conquered

He caught the cost



Chorus



Interlude

Bullet and a target

Between a bullet and a target

Between a bullet and a target

Between a bullet and a target



Verse 3

Now when the sun goes down

On our side of town

When the other side of the block

Where cops sing around

On the same side of the street

That pac hit the ground

Not in Vegas cause every nigga got Pac in them now

When my guys hit the block

And we provin we thugs

I aint on no swim team but you see pools of blood

Skip juve when you die, seeing who’s the judge

Oh you married to the game, prove your love

Prove it, heres this rap shorty shoot it do it, this, do it

This aint a game, this an organised movement

My hurt, my love, my pain, my stress

My strife, my wife, my life, my test

We made for more, we die for less

When you starvin in the ghetto ima write the rest

See my girl think im hard and my momma think im odd

But when im all up in the dark i just fall on my knees

Chorus



Outro

A bullet and a target

A bullet and a target

A bullet and a target

A bullet and a target










		
			



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