Текст (слова) песни: Menace Clan - Da Bullet

You can run
You can hide
You can wear a bulletproof vest
But I`ll catch ya
There is no escape
I`m the bullet, nigga
You`ll never get away from me
I`m the bullet, nigga

[ VERSE: 1 ]
I sit all day in the clip
With 15 others, hollow point tip
Waitin for a nigga to set-trip
I might be on your hip
Or under the car seat
It`s cold outside so niggaz always carry heat, that`s me
The motherfucking b-u-l-l-e-t, nigga, everybody depends on me
You cock the Glock, squeeze the trigger
I get hit by the pin and then exit through the barrel
Trough your skin, through your heart, break off your spine
When I come out the 9, .380, Uzi or the Tec
Make your brand new t-shirt wet
Groovin through your set
Fuckin up your party, don`t know, ask somebody
You`ll probably die, out the window I fly drive-by
I make your mama cry, don`t doubt me
See you niggaz can`t survive without me
Fuck the ballistics, you know nothing about me
Ain`t no name on me
Watch your aim, homie
You can make me, but can`t break me
I`ma make you break yo`self, nigga, break yo`self
Gimme the cash, the jewels, the keys to your car
You can run, you won`t get far, I`ll catch you
I`m the bullet, remember?
Niggaz call me heat, I`m cold as December
When I enter the chamber
I`m known for fuckin up the LA gang banger
The 9 is a bitch, she talks shit, starts battlin
Now I`m in your body travellin
Your whole world`s unravellin
Never thought them niggaz would come back like this
Menace niggaz be movin when I be groovin
You can find me where the murder at
Trace me back to the gat
But you gon still get jacked
And I

Sit all day in the clip, waitin for a nigga to set-trip
16 motherfucking hollow point tips
Biaaatch

Ain`t no wars without me, nigga, don`t never doubt me
I`m the motherfucking sure fire, murderer for hire
Nigga, you can catch me in any pawn-shop
Motherfuckers know I go pop
You`se a fool
And I`m the motherfucking tool
Ha ha ha, nigga

[ VERSE: 2 ]
Niggaz like to roll with me
I`m a toy when I`m empty
Government-issued, miss you, nah don`t toss me
In a fucking back yard, I`ma make a nigga hard
Plus when we on a coupe I gets to roll with his broad
Got to keep me cocked, I`m a-fuckin when I`m buckin
Go in with me and I bet ya comin out with something
A case of the cash, plus a hole in yo ass
When you hear me speakin hear a motherfuckin blast
Penetentiary steel, smoke, grain or chrome
Fuck 911, I was hip before the phone
Everybody`s heard of me, I cause emergencies
Keep your hands off of me, and everything`ll be cool
I make a civil man a fool, they got me in the schools
Cos there ain`t no motherfucking rules
The extension of a Menace, the start and the finish
Populations diminish, all because of me
22, 45, Glock 23, I`m a son of a gun
My grandpa`s a rifle, trifling trick
Stare down my 8-inch dick
You don`t want a motherfucker pullin my leg
Headshots are comin, a hinder me
And motherfuckers runnin for they life, I was there
When a cracker shot his wife and his two kids
Then himself in the head, laid me on the bed
I ain`t dead, I`m a killer
The realest of the realest, I`m the one who did it
My nuts ain`t got no name, so who you gon` blame?

1 shot to the dome
The guns
The bullet, the gun..

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