Lyrics Bullet - Fackie & Karma

I'm plotting, I'm scheming
Pull the gun out take a shot at the head
Kill shot, Ready or not
Here I come
Running the game
And making the bread
No need to pretend
Dropped album one
Thought it was hot
Maybe it flopped
Don't even care
Put the gun back
Back in the pocket
Nobody's dying
I'm living, I'm trying
Not from the hood
Doesn't mean I'm not good
So put up the hood
Put in the phones
Silence the hate
Can't hide from fate
In fact it's getting late
Count to tres
And I'm gone without a trace
The one and only
No way to replace
Uh
Dropped the tape I'm writing more
Most my songs end in the morgue
Shot down by my own brain
They got no name
No way to gain no fame
No time to play no games
Quit staring
I haven't changed
Don't hesitate
There's no way to resuscitate

Look it's time again
Fackie Karma back again
Bout to rap again
This time like a bullet
Go ahead and pull it
Get 'em triggered
Go ahead and figure
Cock it back and pull the trigger
Woah
We just did it to 'em
We just did it to 'em
We just did it to 'em

Pull it
Pull it
Pull it
Bullet
Bullet
Bullet
Bullet
Bullet

Flying like a bullet cock it back and pull it made it through phase one
Can't say we've won
What
Daydreams and nightmares, forgive me if you thought I was soppy
But I'm not sloppy
Now that I'm awake lets see how hard we can take it now
I may not be a Black Eyed Pea but Imma be
What I set out to be go slow in the fast lane
You get the bird just like that finger though
Imma flick that switch and go nonstop, till the day I drop
Oh Karma cut it there that flow just doesn't work
Ok how about we revert back to the time I had no time
Is the sun still coming up
Maybe the moon has just stopped shining
No then keep those thoughts to yourself
Quit whining, and let me keep on grinding

Look it's time again
Fackie Karma back again
Bout to rap again
This time like a bullet
Go ahead and pull it
Get 'em triggered
Go ahead and figure
Cock it back and pull the trigger
Woah
We just did it to 'em
We just did it to 'em
We just did it to 'em