One cheer for 2pac's career And three more if you wish him and Big were here But four nods if you believe they'd like to stay deceased Above the chance to breathe Having to listen to these whack emcees Please I'll inhale raw carbon if The fate of music is only about marketship Marketing is only about Twitter jargerring Tumblr bloggering The followers you're not following Homie this is urine that you're bottling Crime And Drake was better 'fore he got signed It's funny how that dotted line weakens the rhyme But let a label head put that "X" in front of my eyes Don't be surprised if I fold under every compromise Besides Admitting to be a child of the Christ And I'm far from Lecrae but that's the center of my life I spit like Charizard the only embers that I light I'm precise 'bout what I write My mic Col. Mustard with a pipe, uh So put your hands to the ceiling Wave 'em all around like you lost the feeling We'll be rolling 'round the city Like the Fonz in the 50s Showing a good time to everybody that's with me My hustle is real Nipsey For the road to Russell Gotta start from Diddy And that's just the gritty No way else to put it I only need two things My Bible and its bullets Last night I had the craziest dream That I was up on stadiums Singing with Shady making ladies Go crazy and scream So no more playing with games Start chasing that dream And aim at targets that be hard but will lead me to fame Let it be known I showed up and severed the thrown Riding a magical pegasus with saddles of gold And chopping the heads off of people who get mad at my flow I'm 'bout to explode because my mouth is out of control Never selling my soul Heaven is better than hoes It's better than credit cards Bright lights and nice clothes Making money off of music could be quite dope But I'm hoping to show there's more than making that right dough Got that super tight flow that Keeps the party rolling Only way to stop me, pull that trigger while it's loaded This body bag's gripping me So I'll just rip it open Then jump back on the stage people will call it ghostly flowin' Who's a friend Who's a fan Who's a fan of my situation An artist like me should stretch it all to inspiration I've been hazed by worse days than fraternal initiations Statements for the amazement of ignorant conregations When I'm on my last breath for heart complications Like father, like son my life hasn't been wasted Can't let the "boos" choose you Hollywood is not America Here's my screenplay I'll direct my own character Audiences applause at me They jaws dropping 'cause they all happy Nodding to my music while their paws clapping Got my glasses on backwards Looking to the past after Progress made Gang way I'm hasting the day with ample action Happily rapping have to grasp it Rattatat inspired me to write my single Many more to come just wait and see what happens Haven't reached the peak My skill is climbing steep Mountains like the Appalachians Hasn't thought to leap

This time I'll be Bulletproof This time I'll be Bulletproof This time I'll be Bulletproof This time I'll be Bulletproof Like a rifle she screams to me Like tar and feathers she clings to me Leaving me with scars and burn marks When this bird talks her curves turn to yearn rocks She hugs me like a tiger Kisses me like a lighter Napoleon complex Gosh she a liger I heard that Athena was meaner If the grass is really greener she'll shift her demeanor We need a breather It takes a couple trees to put this couple at ease And I don't wanna touch the weed like a gettin' up preacher But this Gospel is hostile I saw the impossible Saul the apostle Now to solve the improbable As we draw our last breaths in this last set Her black dress drapes down the mattress I take off my bowtie to put on my black vest Teflon Her lying bullets are matchless and dead on This time I'll be Bulletproof This time I'll be Bulletproof Her screams turn to whispers here Her pride starts to wither here In a year We went from couple of the decade To the couple down the way That argues louder than Death Race I can't help but to feel at fault Like I'ma be the reason that we're apart Clear result of communication issues When I misuse Sentimental missiles merely meant to hit you Proof Tell me when I love you became a greeting Tell me when it lost all substance of the meaning Agreeing To kiss like hellos from Europeans But living in Perris without love is self-demeaning And there she is leaving, relieving I'm dumbfounded as to why I'm not leaving, creeping I can't muster up the strength to be like others she dates Pack it all and walk away But that's the Truth This time I'll be Bulletproof This time I'll be Bulletproof This time I'll be Bulletproof This time I'll be Bulletproof

And if you look hard You most likely will find one I speak the truth Shopping bags 'round the floor like an earthquake in San Fran Therapy via retail I vent with my vinyl turn the bedroom to bandstand Buried in every detail We don't speak because she wants me to leave But I'm zoning to these records and I can't find my keys She expects the worst in me That was her dad at his best She walks out the room, her black dress sweeps the mess Truth is we have daddy issues Trying to fill 'em with hating each other all the time When all we need is just some Christ and a lot of tissues Simple solutions is always hard to find But that's the truth of the blame game Place blame on the same thing Thinking you find peace when your Losing nothing but some pain She slips her Lou Vuittons on Silver braces decorate her bronze arms Blackberry holds her hand like, "Tell me what could've gone wrong And Twitter hears her tears like tweets for LeBron's wrongs Dudes who were friends 'til we were a pair Suddenly hit her up to let her know they still care I get the game she's playing But I silence the contemplation of cheating on this equation of relations From the waist I take her closer Hug her 'til her chin is on my shoulder I don't let her resist for any instant Yo this is repentance for every fabric of your life Shattered to non-existence Not letting go until I've kissed away your pain Not letting go 'til your nightmares fadeaway and your Dreams Shatter and fall in vein Just hold your head high and listen To me 'Cause the blues ain't nothing but Some pain Nothing but some pain

She said she wants me like a cancer I really didn't know how to answer Yo I know we go together Like Donner, like Cupid, like Comet, like Prancer The body of a dancer Make the lady say, "Gaga". I'm a great romancer But it's not about sex I put a ring on it Before I'd pants her She wants me like a Cancer I'm a Scorpio That satisfies the answer Yo I just want the chance to Hold on to whatever other words rhyme with "cancer Aye yo, three months in it One argument over Badu tickets L-O-L But hey we've drove through better Hell With the top down, beat low, blaring Tye Tribbett Violets are red Roses blue It makes no sense But know it's true I wish I had diamonds Just to prove But all I have Are these words I say to you She makes life so vivid HD, Blu-ray I see three dimensions She's a dime, did I mention In my coin collection She is the final addition She's my universe My galaxy and my soul Our system A beauty mark like ten to the 23 She physically redefines physics Intimately I ride with it I'm completely tied in it On this quest called love Q-Tip can I kick it Watching Katt Williams And laughing That's pimping, pimpin' But what I live for is the top down, beat low, blaring Tye Tribbett Violets are red Roses blue It makes no sense But know it's true I wish I had diamonds Just to prove But all I have Are these words I say to you

Heels hit the claps when she taps on the dance floor Praise God for Lou Vuittons All the drummers want her number but are too scared to ask for So the beat goes on Cliché to say Her eyes paralyze Gravity can't compete I think I'm seeing lies Who cares about the rapper with the slant rhyme Gaze makes way to the dancing queen in disguise Abba, Omega Her moves iconic like Wallace and Vince Vega She does a salsa This ain't ortega Flowing to the music like wind over Lake Onega For now She's the only woman in the house I've never seen Any human being in a blouse Where I've been, can't seem to figure it out I'm caught in your clouds There's hundred things better than a love letter Number one is just learning how to love better Your eyes bind mine in forever Firelike, ignite like a feather And I don't know if I believe in angels But it's my belief that I can trust your angles She twists with the rhythm nothing tangles Tango, they dance a tango Sweat beads from her cheek and I drift in a dream Maybe it's a memory When you asked me to dance and I pushed at your hand Sweetly sung symmetry She sways to whatever the band plays Molds every note like Apollo's clay I take note of the smile on her face She knows there's no tomorrow today So while I entertain the yesterday's that never were I pray to the fates, "Why was it never her To the saints of the sequin skirts Lord Jesus, my lesson is learned Her sweat beads I find it harder to breathe She miss a beat But catches me Fire burns I'm at a loss for words Because of her Because of her Dance to the beat of your heart You're the one that I want Your eyes bind mine in forever Firelike, ignite like a feather I'm calling your name And you're drawn to the flame like a moth She twists with the rhythm nothing tangles Tango, they dance a tango There's hundred things better than a love letter Number one is just learning how to love better Your eyes bind mine in forever Firelike, ignite like a feather And I don't know if I believe in angels But it's my belief that I can trust your angles She twists with the rhythm nothing tangles Tango, they dance a tango And I really think I need another chance To ask you for more than a dance A bracelet hangs from her ankles Tango, Angel And I really think I need another chance To prove that you can love me again A bracelet hangs from her ankles Angel, tango And I really think I need another chance So baby please take my hand 'Cause I need another chance For you to love me again And I really think I need another chance So baby please take my hand But here's another man Angel