Bullets

Lyrics

Who are you Intro: Who are you? Who are you? Who are you? Oh, shit Now what the fuck is going on? I feel like a soldier Who are you? Caught in between 2 brigades Who am I going to hate? Who are you? Who are you? It's another one of these motherfuckers telling me What I need, what I lack Who are you? Going to kill the pain, man I know I fuck around with someone Who are you? You hit that Pop off at your boys Who are you? I got to kill these fucking voices, man Don't need no pigs in my path right now, you know what I mean? [Verse 1: B-Real] Lost dreams of innocence, long past Through time, memories burn and fade like ash In the crosswinds, through the crosshairs Let the bullet strike the Teflon beyond and on and in Feel me penatrate the skin So I could travel, unravel the hole in your shell I'm gonna send you straight to hell Now your lifeless, God bless your soul and lay to rest It's useless, I go through the vest, chest cavity area Let them bury you shell deep in the earth Where you dwell in your wooden cell [Verse 2: Sick Jacken] Gang insigina splits your familia Let me break it down, mira You're slayin' mothafuckas that look like you do Dyin' off slowly is the only rule In this rat race, crews choose paper chase almost always illegal Regals and bandidos Government tactics pack this street with plastic Dreams and fantasies of gettin' paid drastic But most get blasted, all you fanatics Out for cheese and G's, cease dramatics [Hook: Big Duke] In this chapter, we're gonna define Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies And we die faster than we multiply [Verse 3: Sick Jacken] Bullets pierce through sky like a storm You're warned and if it hails you die Assassins passin' through your block, blastin' action Dust gets kicked up in violent fashion Trigger men get bigger than Solitary cages through the age We been taken for a ride by the other side They split us up in cliques and pitch the homicide They use, divide and conquer, the stronger will survive Supply the guns and ammo, then watch the color die [Verse 4: B-Real] Bullets are on a mission to search and destroy No names attached Just convoys deployed on your team You wanna scheme dreams of material vision My squadron of 36 is on a mission And I'm on you like flies on shit And I got back up with 36 more in the clip As I come to expand and change dimensions My philosophy becomes high with bad intentions It's a vengeance like bees to the hive Strive to stay alive and live through the drive by [Verse 5: Big Duke] Who really remembers the blastin'? Five minutes of crossfire, action Two sides fight in the night And thousands of nameless bullets fly by, aimless In your direction, makin' rivals die on occasion Yeah, enemies muthafucka, take in all of my steel, bleed Hot metal get thrown away On the streets of L.A. as I run away In this chapter, we're gonna define Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies And we die faster than we multiply Woman: The dirtiest, flyest, OG, pimp, hustler gansta (…) hardcore motherfucker living To be honest I'm totally and completely on his dick