MENACE CLAN - Da Bullet lyrics

rate me

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..