Bullet

Straight outta 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 you wanna go to school, we got money too

Sign up at 18, you'll be out when you're 22"

He joined the Army Airborne

Got his uniform, went to bootcamp, got some discipline

Iraq is where they shipping him

He's in the mister while 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 risks

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 flag

But what've you've done here is put yourself between a bullet and a target

And it won't be long before you're pulling 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 pulling yourself away

Papa was a playa, 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

But did it all raw dog, and, dawg, I ain't lying

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 'em

He tryna blame God, asking why did he leave him

Pleading please let the disease leave him

From women that he conquered, he caught the monster

Now what've you've done here is put yourself between a bullet and a target

And it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away

What you've done is put yourself between a bullet and a target

And it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away

I'm bullet and a target, I'm

Between a bullet and a target, I'm

Between a bullet and a target, I'm

Okay, okay (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 **** got Pac in him 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

Skip Judy when you die, she ain't whose the judge

Oh, you married to the game? Prove your love, prove it

Here's a strap, shawty, 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 starving in the ghetto, I'ma right the rest

See my girl think I'm hard, and my mama think I'm hard

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

Oh, what've you've done here is put yourself between a bullet and a target

And it won't be long before you're pulling yourself away

What you've 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