the jacka & ampichino – bullet proof soul كلمات اغاني
[ampichino]
fresh from a murder, powder burns on my hands
if i go away, i know my kids won’t understand
lord please give me back my friends
down on my knees there’ll be no tears in the end
sin, l-st, envy, jealousy, best friends become enemies
i’m sleeping with the devil, b
but really i’m a devil’s re-ject
on the run with three felonies
what the f-ck is you tellin’ me
do you hear me, i don’t really think you smellin’ me
your homeboy tellin’ b
i’ma put two holes in his upper body
just like the letter b
[the jacka]
they say “show no emotion unless it’s brute force”
so i’m posted with the chopper on the roof
trigger happy baby it ain’t complicated
we so young, i see no future where i stay at
all the older n-gg-s with us ain’t got sh-t to lose
so they talk us into doin’ sh-t that ain’t even coo
but i can’t tell, i just wanna be down
but you’ll use a n-gg- up till’ i end up in jail
we was tryin’ to get rich but you ain’t really real
all for yourself sendin’ me to k!ll
bullet proof soul, life really ill
the f-ckin’ devilz rejectz man we hard as nails
[young bossi]
take a hit of the kush just to ease my mind
moms pray for me, she know i’m on my grind
i think about louise and cindy all the time
free my n-gg- [?], d, and lil rhyme
i miss my n-gg- money, an interstate trapper
since then i don’t do business without my clapper
n-gg-s is talkin’ the streets is watchin’
got my poker face on baggin’ bricks in the projects
sixteen have a thing, breakin’ bread with the grinders
young n-gg- with knowledge in a team full of riders
hit you off with the pump like o’dog in menace
in the kitchen a chemist, all the hood n-gg-s feel us
[ren fetti]
yeah i was cell block raised, felt some sh-ll shock days
inst-tutionalized, thought i’d never be saved
my momma always gave praise, but never thought she’d see the days
when her first born son will be raised in a cage
these n-gg-s born christian, now they five percentin’
man’s religion, inundated with contradictions
i hope to god my prayers ain’t written on the ceilin’
cuz i lost my mommas religion when i found god in prison
i was raised in this sh-t, that’s why i played in it
spent a decade in it, became a renegade it
homicides committed, but they’ll never be admitted
cuz we got enough bread to bribe the feds with it
[po-bosa]
fresh home prison, and my mind on millions
tryna leave it to the children when a n-gg- finish livin’
but i ain’t finish livin’, i’m just chillin’ like a villain
wrappin’ {?) with these bricks fam, bouta make a k!llin’
lord willing, lord knows that we come to foreclose
til’ the booger-nose came through, and put us on our toes
put us on our feet, cuz we put it in the street
and if a n-gg- intervene, then we gon’ put it in his meat
like we [?] his [?]
most n-gg-s lost touch, so they do a lot of drinkin’
lot of smokin’, lot of tootin’, lot of hatin’, lot of hootin’
it’s a whole lot of trigger happy babies and they shootin’
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