CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Bulletproof
Motherf**ker, I am bulletproof
If you shoot a bullet at me, I’ll pull it through
Right out my heart and straight through my chest
I am better than all the rest
First time back in a couple years
I’m claustrophobic, I got tunnel fears (What?)
I am more than what appears
If I wanna get turnt up, I better drink some Russian beers (What is this man talkin' about?)
Laugh all you want, you sound like a b*t*h
Put up a wall like I’m in China, which
Reminds me: Trump 2024
If you want bars then I got plenty for
You, your mom, and your dad
But I won’t spend a penny for
Any equipment 'cause I am really poor
If you wanna join the gangbang, there’s already four
We can’t take any more, and they aplenty for
(Holy f**king sh*t!)
I’m the GOAT and you should know this
The spot number one: you are way below it
You always ask women, “Hey, can you blow it?”
I guess that’s why you can’t get no b*t*h
Nobody can even top me
I bet I’m in your favorite rapper’s top three
Take that and minus by two
That’s what I am to everyone, including you
You admire me but you won’t admit it
You try to be me so bad — just quit it
I take time to write my sh*t and then spit it
You just “freestyle” your sh*t
Give me a maul so I can split it
If you keep j*rkin' your wood you might get a splinter
My wrist is cold like the winter (F**king dumba**)
Sorry, I couldn’t think of anything to say
You don’t get any pu**y, I’m thinkin' that you’re gay
Give me a mic and I’ll murder any beat
I stand five-foot-nine, you know I got steady feet
I can stand on my throne until the end of time
It’ll take you sometime to think of a good rhyme
Without spittin' any lies
Do you realize when you’re lookin' in my real eyes
That I am way better than you?
You ever sit down and think that you’re worth lesser value?
I’m just a God at this sh*t, there’s no debating it
I can get a ten out of ten with a critic rating it
He doesn’t need to hear my music, he just knows that it’s good
I can just spit this sh*t, I don’t need to be hood
This sh*t is sicker than anything a disease ever could do
When you listen to me, make sure I’m understood, dude
I might go back to the old Zac
He’s a little wack, but I feel like I need him on the track
(Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha)
I feel like I should stop
I’m just waitin' for the clock to go “tick tock”
Once this track hits three minutes, I’m done
Looks like this sh*t’s over, son
Sike, I’ma keep goin'
You can’t afford this expensive sh*t, so you wear cheap clothin'
I am a bear, you better keep pokin'
I planted this sh*t, now the seed is growin'
I’m 'bout to attack
Any motherf**ker who dares to disturb me
I’m way too good for all
I swear, none of y’all deserve me
Listen, I know that I say I’m the best
It’s because I am
I got a bulletproof vest
So you can’t even shoot me, man
If you shoot a bullet at me, I’ll pull it through
Right out my heart and straight through my chest
I am better than all the rest
First time back in a couple years
I’m claustrophobic, I got tunnel fears (What?)
I am more than what appears
If I wanna get turnt up, I better drink some Russian beers (What is this man talkin' about?)
Laugh all you want, you sound like a b*t*h
Put up a wall like I’m in China, which
Reminds me: Trump 2024
If you want bars then I got plenty for
You, your mom, and your dad
But I won’t spend a penny for
Any equipment 'cause I am really poor
If you wanna join the gangbang, there’s already four
We can’t take any more, and they aplenty for
(Holy f**king sh*t!)
I’m the GOAT and you should know this
The spot number one: you are way below it
You always ask women, “Hey, can you blow it?”
I guess that’s why you can’t get no b*t*h
Nobody can even top me
I bet I’m in your favorite rapper’s top three
Take that and minus by two
That’s what I am to everyone, including you
You admire me but you won’t admit it
You try to be me so bad — just quit it
I take time to write my sh*t and then spit it
You just “freestyle” your sh*t
Give me a maul so I can split it
If you keep j*rkin' your wood you might get a splinter
My wrist is cold like the winter (F**king dumba**)
Sorry, I couldn’t think of anything to say
You don’t get any pu**y, I’m thinkin' that you’re gay
Give me a mic and I’ll murder any beat
I stand five-foot-nine, you know I got steady feet
I can stand on my throne until the end of time
It’ll take you sometime to think of a good rhyme
Without spittin' any lies
Do you realize when you’re lookin' in my real eyes
That I am way better than you?
You ever sit down and think that you’re worth lesser value?
I’m just a God at this sh*t, there’s no debating it
I can get a ten out of ten with a critic rating it
He doesn’t need to hear my music, he just knows that it’s good
I can just spit this sh*t, I don’t need to be hood
This sh*t is sicker than anything a disease ever could do
When you listen to me, make sure I’m understood, dude
I might go back to the old Zac
He’s a little wack, but I feel like I need him on the track
(Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha)
I feel like I should stop
I’m just waitin' for the clock to go “tick tock”
Once this track hits three minutes, I’m done
Looks like this sh*t’s over, son
Sike, I’ma keep goin'
You can’t afford this expensive sh*t, so you wear cheap clothin'
I am a bear, you better keep pokin'
I planted this sh*t, now the seed is growin'
I’m 'bout to attack
Any motherf**ker who dares to disturb me
I’m way too good for all
I swear, none of y’all deserve me
Listen, I know that I say I’m the best
It’s because I am
I got a bulletproof vest
So you can’t even shoot me, man
