Letras:
A Bullet For Pretty Boy Other

save this world When silence is deafening When silence is deafening The world is set aflame God is real And we stand strong Speak now and save this world So write this down As it comes As a reminder For

me Use all of me for you We must set our own hearts Straight to lead the weak into the promise land You still Give us hope This is my flesh Nothing more than a

up to a gunman. Me done know, because a saw de ghetto run a so the politician do it dem bring in a bag a gun and barrage a thing and seen run up on youth

when it hit the fan, we got 'em trippin' off the gift And split a wig up with a pretty sick twist The Ruger like a surgeon and it's on Exactly what I

sista I mean her bitch, she never met her best friend or sister I leave that pussy Microsoft like Windows Vista Young toochie, pop that coochie for a goon, hoe Bullet in your boy

B-Real's verse: You got the Real-a Swingi' of fmy nuts Cube Killa Break yourself niga, huh! Give a lick-a You ain't a killa You a busta Muthafucka Bitch

you're [unverified] drinking Buying crack, go for drugs again And it make you want to go and bust your gat again But if you got a problem grab a pen, write a

herb a pretty little chick with a whole lot of nerve Im far from the curb, no Im not a nerd, but i know how to calculate them birds A billionaire boy i'm a

And the game got me trippin But you know I'm never slippin And every bitch wit a pretty face and a big butt U can't just jump in a pool skinny-dippin