Rhymefest, Citizen Cope - Bullet lyrics

Straight out of high school
He didn't know what to do
Wanted to go to college but
No money was nothin’ new wanted to get away
Go see the world and do somethin’ new
He got approached in the mall
By the Army recruit
Told him if he want to go to school
"We got money too sign up at eighteen
You’ll be out when you twenty-two"
He joined the Army Airborne, got his uniform
Went to bootcamp, got some discipline
Iraq is where they shippin’ him (No)
He's in the midst of war
Bullets flyin' and missin’ him
Wishin’ he was a kid again
With his family in Michigan
In the midst of fightin’ militiamen
One round took down six of them
He ain't really a killer though
Takin’ 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 (Ahh)
But don't be mad, he died for the flag

Well what you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You pullin' yourself away (Yourself away)
What you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You pullin' yourself away (Yourself away)

Papa was a playa, knew just what to say ta'
Get the women back to his lair, and lay her
If sex had a trophy he's the Heisman
Touchdown
Hittin’ 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 smokin’ a dime
And did it all raw dog
And dawg I ain't lyin’
Till he woke up one season with lesions
He went to the doctor
Asked him what was the reason
The test read positive he
Couldn't believe him he tried to blame God
Askin’ why did he leave him
Pleadin’, please, let the disease leave him
From women that he conquered
He caught the monster

Well what you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You pullin' yourself away (Yourself away)
What you've done is
You put yourself between a
Bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You pullin' yourself away (Yourself away)

Bullet and a target
Between a bullet and a target
Between a bullet and a target (OK, OK)
A bullet and a target

Now when the sun goes down
On our side of town
On the other side of the block
When 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 him now
(Westside) 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 Judy when you die
She ain't who's the judge
Oh you married to the game? Prove your love
Prove it, here’s a strap shorty
Shoot it, do it, just do it
This ain't a gang, this a 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 right the rest
See my girl think I'm hard
And my momma think I'm hard
But when I'm all up in the dark
I just fall on my knees

Oh, what you've done here
Is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You pullin' yourself away (Yourself away)
What you've done is
Put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before
You pullin' yourself away (Yourself away)
A bullet and a target a bullet and a target
A bullet and a target a bullet and a target