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Текст песни «Chris Webby - Bulletproof (ft. Joell Ortiz)»

[La Roux (x2)]
I'm going in for the kill
I'm doing it for a thrill
Oh I'm hoping you'll understand
And not let go of my hand

I'm bulletproof fully equipped Kevlar skeleton
To slaughter rap veterans steppin' to get ahead of 'em.
I'm deadly as ever when I'm severin' the heads of any competitors
Steppin' and only show if they let weapons in.
Call me Spartacus I'm swingin' for the fences
With a bulletproof flow and a razor sharp sentence
Say it cause I meant it, copy paste edit
Rap sheet long as the Lord Of The Rings credits.
I have said it when I said it and shred up all these pathetic
Excuses for hip hopper it's over as soon as I get it.
Poison dark-frog venom rap deadly in a Nissan Honda Chevy
It's Joel Ortiz and Webby; and this time around they're not ready
Cause I got my wanted level up like Tommy Vercetti.
No Vice City, but I'll show you quite quickly
What it's like to look up at the lights if you fight with me…

We're too hard with it
Yeah, too many dope bars with it

Yeah, Kevlar with it so don't start with it
We got our hearts in it
Lyrical semi-automatic pa-pa-pa-pa-pa

[Joell Ortiz]
Uh, say my name, say my name
From a student of the game, to a lame's claim to fame
Throwin' shots at Joell will make you hide, I'm takin' aim
But I'm the best best, Bulletproof
Like Adam Sandler and Damon Wayans
You throw a jab, I weave
You throw a hook I duck
Disrupt your gut and turn your mug to dust with a uppercut
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When I was playin' cops and robbers, they were jumpin' double dutch
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When n*ggas mouth ran I'm the one who shut it up

We're too hard with it
Yeah, too many dope bars with it

Yeah, Kevlar with it so don't start with it
We got our hearts in it
Lyrical semi-automatic pa-pa-pa-pa-pa

You-you-you, you couldn't hit me with a hollow tip
Even if you graduated with a sniper scholarship
Acknowledge it and f*ck the politics
Cause if they ain't repectin' my conglomerate
Then I'ma hit 'em with a soccer kick.
This ain't the world cup I got em worked up
The mutant ninja rapper's back, b*tches surf's up
Cleats on kid to earth up you heard yup
(I cop) trees and serve plus then break it down and I burn up.
Then burn down no way that you can stop me
Them beatin' me is likely as seein' a Jewish Nazi
So I leave 'em sleepin' with the fishes like they Luca Brasi
Cause I love the f*ckin' game in fact I think that Cupid shot me…
Damn… juice and sake in my cup now who could touch this
The haters sayin' that they're better, must be justice
Cause I ruggedly make love to beat, no condom when I bust it
Then I post it up on YouTube and twitter just for the public

We're too hard with it
Yeah, too many dope bars with it

Yeah, Kevlar with it so don't start with it
We got our hearts in it
Lyrical semi-automatic pa-pa-pa-pa-pa