Listen to Bullets (feat. Blaise B & Carl Roe) by Mostafa

Bullets (feat. Blaise B & Carl Roe)

Mostafa

Hip-Hop/Rap

1 Shazams

Lyrics

Fuck what you thought it's a piece to the temple squeeze and it spark That something to pierce the mental the metal meddle with flaws They're pumping that presidential the peasant peddling raw It's war Nothing sure brother even veterans fall Well here I am up on my own two I been wobbling but the walk been a part of it since the old school Product of every problem they propagated to profit The population in poverty politics in the pocket Watch your wallet they want it all Word to the ones that were here before us the revolutions have come and gone Still the same just another song Came in it aiming to change the game take it day to day and be done at dawn Nights are long go on and on before the morning comes she probably wouldn't love me if She saw the sun That's why I'm always on the run Trying to get it all at once Go through struggles with my brothers knowing it's a couple more to come I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate I grew up in the murder capitol but never capped a fool Did kick a mans knee backwards though because I had to yo Didn't even feel natural I would've much rather packed a bowl After school we would smoke Trying to turn the traumatic into the laughable In the madness we was mad enclosed but adapted though Haters jelly that we're jamming though Muppets done fucked up and gave an extended drum solo to animal I'm never stopping I put the ism in the capital But never compromised humanity just so the cash could flow Robin of loxley nice to meet you I'm ass of hole They said it takes one to know one yeah I know I'm a perfect imperfection I navigate the spectrum of life Experiencing both the curses and the blessings The morbid and uplifting Separated by a thin line that moves according to your focus and intentions It ain't all black and white Matter fact life's mostly grey I let you hoes debate roll a j and float away Who would've known blaise would grow with grace L's that I take stand for learning from mistakes that I'm prone to make I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal I ain't never ran never will how you feeling yo the fam know the fam know the deal Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate Hit the spot hit the spot just to celebrate let them hate evolutionary how we elevate What a time to be alive I wrote this on a dinner napkin after my last show at nectar with the homie I swore I'd rhyme to give you vibes but the hope I had for rapping made me Disenchanted with no results it still sold me This game ain't shit without me celebrated my album with a trip to Maui Came back and rip said something's different bout me I caught some different Kind of waves in a different Kind of age I don't miss it On a stage my wife ain't pissed around me My accolades is absolute You can't match my contributions so you act aloof Put the ball in my court and get mad at who I pass it to You couldn't call me a vulture even if I stole the game and sold it back to you Test your might against my attributes You'd be mashing buttons so fast that you'd find yourself under sweeps complaining That's a move But then you jack it too Come to find out we'd match in shoes if you had intestinal fortitude it's sad but true We are not alike You don't accept it well Heads get swell faces buried in cells texting lols And smhs I exhibit patience and pick the best occasions to forget my cell You entertain bs oh well I guess you're sol Music went from you ain't got to lie to kick it to fake it til you make it I swear this ain't Living People tellin other people they need more education but they steady march to the beat Of a drum with fake rhythms I wanna shake systems acknowledge the racism in america break gates of prisons Abolish hate-isms I want financially stable families so they can make children without having to worry if They can pay for them I hope your people know my people ain't forsaken them cause when it comes down to it we all homosapiens I hope your people know my people ain't forsaken them cause when it comes down to it we all homosapiens
Writer(s): Nadeem Mostafa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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