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Mark Ronson - Bullet Lyrics

[Verse 1: Rhymefest]
Straight out of high school, 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 he want to go to school, “We got money too
Sign up at 18, you'll be out when you 22"
He joined the Army Airborne, got his uniform
Went to bootcamp, got some discipline
Iraq is where they shippin' him (No!)
He's in the midst of war, 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 killer though, takin' a lot of risk
This is what a poor person do for a scholarship
Then he turned around and got a face full of hollow tips (Ahh!)
But don't be mad, he died for the flag

[Chorus: Citizen Cope & Rhymefest]
Well, what you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before, you pullin' yourself away (Pullin', 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 pullin' yourself away (Pullin', pullin' yourself away)

[Verse 2: Rhymefest]
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 Heisman, touchdown
Hittin' 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 smokin' a dime
And did it all raw dog, and [?] dawg I ain't lyin'
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 him
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
[Chorus: Citizen Cope & Rhymefest]
Well, what you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before, you pullin' yourself away (Pullin', pullin' yourself away)
What you've done is, you put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before, you pullin' yourself away (Pullin', pullin' yourself away)

[Post-Chorus: Citizen Cope & Rhymefest]
Bullet and a target
Between a bullet and a target
Between a bullet and a target (OK, OK)
A bullet and a target

[Verse 3: Rhymefest]
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 nigga got 'Pac in him now (Westside!)
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 who's the judge
Oh you married to the game? Prove your love, prove it
Here's a strap shorty, 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 starvin' in the ghetto I'ma right the rest
See my girl think I'm hard, and my momma think I'm ard
But when I'm all up in the dark I just fall on my knees
[Chorus: Citizen Cope & Rhymefest]
Oh, what you've done here, is put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before, you pullin' yourself away (Pullin', pullin' yourself away)
What you've done is, put yourself between a bullet and a target
And it won't be long before, you pullin' yourself away (Pullin', pullin' yourself away)

[Outro: Citizen Cope]
A bullet and a target
A bullet and a target
A bullet and a target
A bullet and a target