Bullet - Intellectual

[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

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