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I don't know why We load it, cock it, aim and shoot We load it, cock it, aim and shoot
Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I say we load it, cock it, aim and shoot, oh We load it, cock it, aim and shoot, oh
Some will die over oil, kill over land Charge you for taxes and blame Uncle Sam Read you your rights, and charge you for nothing Now who’s really gangsta and tell me who’s frontin’? Murder your sons, ravage your daughters Here overseas and across the waters Tanks and missiles, bombs and grenades Inject your land with guns and AIDS You better pray to the Most High or whoever you praise The politicians can’t help you, they just puppets and slaves Tryna get paid and you are too What you gon' do when the gun is pointed at you? Like bank robbers, we're living
Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang We load it, cock it, aim and shoot We load it, cock it, aim and shoot, hey I said we living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I said we load it, cock it, aim and shoot, oh We load it, cock it, aim and shoot, oh
Get you a paper, turn on the news Ride through the hood, I witnessed the blues How can you ignore it? It’s easy to spot it The trap house, a liquor store and your city’s got it And my city’s got it, and they city’s got it This world is chaotic and love is symbolic So life don’t get cherished, so our babies perish And your babies perish, now tell me who’s careless? Now who should I pray to? What should I pray for? You can’t pay the preacher for your redemption I know where we’re headed, I already read it The good book done said it (Like cowboys and Indians, we just)
Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang We load it, cock it, aim and shoot We load it, cock it, aim and shoot, hey I said we living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I said we load it, cock it, aim and shoot, oh We load it, cock it, aim and shoot, oh (Luda)
They say tomorrow's not promised today but today I promise If we don’t make our own way, somebody’ll take it from us Snatch it like rats to cheese, so Lord help me please 'Cause I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees Living like I’m bulletproof, cocking the Glock and aim and shoot My future’s ever clear, a 180-proof So I open the bottle then swallow my pride And drink the pain away I take shots and just lay up then fade away Dreaming of better days, dreaming of better pay But we got our work cut out for us so we better pray Pray to uphold the week, not for eternal sleep But if I die, I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang We load it, cock it, aim and shoot We load it, cock it, aim and shoot, hey I said we living like we bulletproof We bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang I said we load it, cock it, aim and shoot, oh We load it, cock it, aim and shoot, oh
Living like we bulletproof I don't know why I don't know why (I don't know why) We living like we bulletproof, hey, hey I don't know why, no, hey I don't know why, ooh I don't know why, oh We living like we bulletproof, woo Ooh, Heavenly Father I don't know why, hey
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