Текст песни Bullet - Rhymefest
Straight
outta
highschool
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
you
wanna
go
to
school
we
got
money
too,
Sign
up
at
eighteen
you
be
you
when
you
twenty-two"
He
joined
the
army
airborne
got
his
uniform
went
to
bootcamp
got
some
Discipline
Iraq
is
where
they
shipped
him
He's
in
the
mission
where
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
killa
though,
takin'
a
lotta
risks
This
is
what
a
poor
person
do
for
a
scholarship
He
turned
around
and
got
a
face
full
of
hollow-tips
But
don't
be
mad,
he
died
for
the
flag
Now
what
you've
done
here,
is
put
yourself
between
a
bullet
and
a
target
And
it
won't
be
long
before,
you're
pullin'
yourself
away
What
you've
done
here,
is
put
yourself
between
a
bullet
and
a
target
And
it
won't
be
long
before,
you're
pullin'
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
Hiesman
touchdown
Hittin'
models
and
B-chicks
in
Buzztown
He
got
the
women
with
crazy
stares
with
his
lady
there
Thay
ain't
care
they
like
"Ooh
look
at
his
baby
hair"
He
took
'em
all
put
'em
in
a
line
hit
five
new
chickens
He
though
they
was
fine
Got
head
from
five
dopefiends
smokin'
a
dime
And
did
it
all
raw
dog,
and
dog
I
ain't
lyin'
Til'
he
woke
up
one
season
with
legions
He
went
to
the
doctor
asked
him
what
was
the
reason
The
test
read
positive
he
couldn't
believe
it
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
Now
what
you've
done
here,
is
put
yourself
between
a
bullet
and
a
target
And
it
won't
be
long
before,
you're
pullin'
yourself
away
What
you've
done
here,
is
put
yourself
between
a
bullet
and
a
target
And
it
won't
be
long
before,
you're
pullin'
yourself
away
Now
when
the
sun
goes
down,
north
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
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
whose
the
judge
If
you
married
to
game
then
prove
your
love
Here's
a
strap
shorty,
shoot
it
do
it
then
do
it
This
ain't
a
game
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
Now
what
you've
done
here,
is
put
yourself
between
a
bullet
and
a
target
And
it
won't
be
long
before,
you're
pullin'
yourself
away
What
you've
done
here,
is
put
yourself
between
a
bullet
and
a
target
And
it
won't
be
long
before,
you're
pullin'
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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2 Dynomite (Going Postal)
3 Brand New
4 Brand New
5 Fever - Radio Edit
6 All I Do
7 Get Down
8 More
9 More
10 Chicago-Rillas
11 Chicago-Rillas
12 Stick
13 All Girls Cheat
14 All Girls Cheat
15 Devil's Pie
16 Sister
17 Sister
18 Mr. Blue Collar (Interlude)
19 Mr. Blue Collar (Interlude)
20 Bullet
21 Bullet
22 Tell A Story
23 Build Me Up
24 Build Me Up
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