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Bullet Lyrics - Blue Collar - Rhymefest

Straight out of high school 

We didnt 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 eighteen, youll be out when you twenty-two 

He joined the army airborne, got his uniform 

Went to boot camp, got some discipline 

Arrived at where they shippin' him 

 

Hes in the mist of all bullets flying and missing him 

Wishing he was a kid again with his family in Michigan 

In the midst of fighting militia men 

One round took down six of them 

 

He ain't 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 dont be sad he died for the flag 

 

What you done here 

Is put yourself between a bullet and a target 

And it wont be long before 

Youre pulling yourself away 

 

What you done here 

Is put yourself between a bullet and a target 

And it wont be long before 

Youre pulling yourself away 

 

Papa was a playa, knew just what to say to 

Get the women back to his layer and lay her 

If sex had a trophy, hes the heisman touch down 

Getting models, R&B chicks and Buzz downs 

 

He got the women with crazy stairs, 

With his lady there, they ain't care, they like, ooh look at his baby hair 

He took them all, put them in a line 

Hit five new chickens, he thought they were fine 

 

He got head from five dope fiends smoking it down 

But did it all wrong dawg it ain't dog or it ain't lying 

Till he woke up one season with legions 

He went to the doctor asking what was the reason 

 

Tests ran positive, he couldnt 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 

 

What you done here 

Is put yourself between a bullet and a target 

And it wont be long before 

Youre pulling yourself away 

 

What you done here 

Is put yourself between a bullet and a target 

And it wont be long before 

Youre pulling yourself away 

 

Bullet and a target 

Between a bullet and a target 

Between a bullet and a target 

A bullet and a target 

 

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 ain't on, no swim team 

But you see pools of blood 

 

Skip juve when you die 

Seeing whos the judge 

Oh, you married to the game 

Prove your love 

 

Prove it, here's this rap shorty, shoot it, do it, this, 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 starvin' in the ghetto I'ma write the rest 

See my girl think I'm hard and my momma think I'm odd 

But when I'm all up in the dark I just fall on my knees 

 

What you done here 

Is put yourself between a bullet and a target 

And it wont be long before 

Youre pulling yourself away 

 

What you done here 

Is put yourself between a bullet and a target 

And it wont be long before 

Youre pulling yourself away 

 

A bullet and a target 

A bullet and a target 

A bullet and a target 

A bullet and a target 

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