Testo Bullet - Rhymefest feat. Citizen Cope
Testo della canzone Bullet (Rhymefest feat. Citizen Cope), tratta dall'album Blue Collar
Straight out of high school, he 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
Our rockers when they shipping him
He's in the midst of war, bullets flying and missing him
Wishing he was a kid again with his family in Michigan
In the midst of fighting militiamen
One round took down six of them
He ain't really a killer though, taking a lot of risk
This is what a poor person do for a scholarship then
He turned around and got a face full of hollow tips
But don't be mad he died for the flash
But what you done is
Put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away
What you done is
Put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away
Papa was a player, knew just what to say to
Get the women back to his lair and lay her
If sex had a trophy, he's the Heisman touchdown
Hitting models, R&B chicks and bust downs
He got the women with crazy stares with his lady there
They ain't care, they like "Ooh, look at his baby hair"
He took 'em all, put 'em in a line
Hit five new chickens that thought they was fine
Got head from five dope fiends smoking a dime
And did it all raw dog, and they know I ain't lying
'Til he woke up one season with lesions
He went to the doctor asking what was the reason
Tests read positive, he couldn't believe 'em
He tried to blame God, asking why did he leave him
Pleading, please let the disease leave him
From women that he conquered, he caught the
But what you done is
Put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away
What you done is
Put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away
A bullet and a target
Between a bullet and a target
Between a bullet and a target
Between a bullet and a target
Now when the sun goes down on our side of town
On the other side of the block where cops ain't around
On the same side of the street that Pac hit the ground
Not in Vegas 'cause every nigga got Pac in 'em now
When my guys hit the block and we proving we thugs
I ain't on no swim team but you see pools of blood
You get Judy when you die, she ain't who's to judge
Oh you married to the game? Prove your love
Prove it, here's a strap shorty, shoot it
Do it then do it
This ain't a game, this an organized 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 starving in the ghetto, I'ma write the rest
See my girl think I'm hard and my mama think I'm odd
But when I'm all up in the dark, I just follow my needs
But what you done is
Put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away
What you done is
Put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You're pulling yourself away
A bullet and a target
A bullet and a target
A bullet and a target
A bullet and a target
Credits
Writer(s): Emile Haynie, Che Smith, Clarence Copeland Greenwood
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