B-Real - Bullets lyrics

[Verse 1: B-Real] Lost dreams of innocence, long past Through time, memories burn and fade like ash In the crosswinds, through the crosshairs Let the bullet strike The Teflon and on and on and in Feel me penatrate the skin So I could travel, unravel the whole in your shell I'm gonna send you straight to hell Now your lifeless, God bless your soul and lay to rest It's useless, I go through the west chest cavity area Let them bury you shell deep in the earth Where you dwell in your wooden cell [Verse 2: Sick Jacken] Gang insigina splits your familia Let me break it down, mira You're slayin' mothaf**as that look like you do Dyin' off slowly is the only rule In this rat race, crews choose paper chase Almost always illegal, regals and bandidos Government tactics pack this street with plastic Dreams and fantasies of gettin' paid drastic But most get blasted, all you fanatics Out for cheese and G's, cease dramatics [Hook: Big Duke] In this chapter, we're gonna define Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies And we die faster than we multiply [Verse 3: Sick Jacken] Bullets pierce through sky like a storm You're warned and if it hails you die Assa**ins pa**in' through your block, blastin' action Dust gets kicked up in violent fashion Trigger men get bigger than Solitary cages through the age As we've been taken for by the other side They split us up in cliques and pitch the homicide They use, divide and conquer, they no longer will survive Supply the guns and ammo, then watch the color die [Verse 4: B-Real] Bullets are on a mission To search and destroy No names attached, just convoys Deployed on your team You wanna scheme dreams of material vision My squadron of 36 is on a mission And I'm on you like flies on sh** And I got back up with 36 more in the clip As I come to expand and change dimensions My philosophy becomes high with bad intentions It's a vengeance like bees to the hive Strive to stay alive and live through the drive-by [Verse 5: Big Duke] Who really remembers the blastin'? Five minutes of crossfire, action Two sides fight in the night And thousands of nameless bullets fly by, aimless In your direction, makin' rivals die on occasion Yeah, enemies muthaf**a, take in all of my steel, bleed Hot metal get thrown away On the streets of L.A., as I run away In this chapter, we're gonna define Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies And we die faster than we multiply