J Bush & J Woods - Targets lyrics

Verse 1 - Black Atticus He look like me, she look like you Them dudes on the tube look like my crew Those cameras pan cross life so smooth Slow motion move, like we on moon Them lights shine bright as diamonds do You heard about Sierra Leone? Me too That ain't stop yall from putting 'em on, we use - 'rocking j**els' like rocket fuel; We feel so fly, so high, can't lose It be real cool, if that were true, it's Mind over matter, doesn't matter if the few Don't agree with the ma**, in this cla**, you'll lose (yeah) ; attitude for the apathy Show me love cause my haters so mad at me Matter fact, go on and swag on his majesty; Cause we all in the cross hairs actually; Hook: TARGETS Guess what now? We targets They shooting all around us They shooting all around We targets; Guess what now We targets They shooting all around us They shooting all around Verse 2 - J-Bush He brand new pimping, in the same old Jays The same old thug, on a brand new stage Lights glow bright on his cam-o Jays And the wax wood floor that stand on; Everything he stand on, died Cause that man done paved Trails full blood, glorifying getting paid Red, white, and blue flag tied to his face The curtains open up to his theme song; name: 'America The Great' , his crowd so big There's a million in the stand, but their eyes closed here He gripping on his hand gun, shooting in the air Going crazy as he wanna, like he want 'em all to fear He k**ing all the Indians again Slaves still hang from the rhythm that he spit Beats bump loud, it's a Biblical event And he pointing at the crowd With his pistol like they his: TARGETS Guess what now? We targets They shooting all around us They shooting all around We targets; Guess what now We targets They shooting all around us They shooting all around Verse Three - Black Atticus & J-Bush [black] Somebody tell Martin we ain't marching often All our dreams and our hopes in the scopes of marksmen Hearts grow dark in the line of arson... You want tomorrow? then proceed with caution [bush] Caution! caution! look at what they taught us They got all the mommas missing all the fathers Now them boys growing up needing lawyers To get up out them rooms where bars is [black] And now the charge is, being thoughtless And having no opinion on the way things are, it's Stand for nothing and fall regardless; They put the bullets in the barrel and shot us [bush] Through the T.V. with street dreams: got us Trying to swell up like bee stings in pockets We scream for profits, with dreams of objects Aim. chick. bang. at those: TARGETS Guess what now? We targets They shooting all around us They shooting all around We targets; Guess what now We targets They shooting all around us They shooting all around