Bullet

I'm plotting, I'm scheming Pull the gun out take a shot at the head Kill shot, Ready or not Here I come Running the game And making the bread No need to pretend Dropped album one Thought it was hot Maybe it flopped Don't even care Put the gun back Back in the pocket Nobody's dying I'm living, I'm trying Not from the hood Doesn't mean I'm not good So put up the hood Put in the phones Silence the hate Can't hide from fate In fact it's getting late Count to tres And I'm gone without a trace The one and only No way to replace Uh Dropped the tape I'm writing more Most my songs end in the morgue Shot down by my own brain They got no name No way to gain no fame No time to play no games Quit staring I haven't changed Don't hesitate There's no way to resuscitate Look it's time again Fackie Karma back again Bout to rap again This time like a bullet Go ahead and pull it Get 'em triggered Go ahead and figure Cock it back and pull the trigger Woah We just did it to 'em We just did it to 'em We just did it to 'em Pull it Pull it Pull it Bullet Bullet Bullet Bullet Bullet Flying like a bullet cock it back and pull it made it through phase one Can't say we've won What Daydreams and nightmares, forgive me if you thought I was soppy But I'm not sloppy Now that I'm awake lets see how hard we can take it now I may not be a Black Eyed Pea but Imma be What I set out to be go slow in the fast lane You get the bird just like that finger though Imma flick that switch and go nonstop, till the day I drop Oh Karma cut it there that flow just doesn't work Ok how about we revert back to the time I had no time Is the sun still coming up Maybe the moon has just stopped shining No then keep those thoughts to yourself Quit whining, and let me keep on grinding Look it's time again Fackie Karma back again Bout to rap again This time like a bullet Go ahead and pull it Get 'em triggered Go ahead and figure Cock it back and pull the trigger Woah We just did it to 'em We just did it to 'em We just did it to 'em