Songtexte:
Script Bullet From A Gun

ain't no getting out of this mess. What's done is done, can't resurrect the setting sun. What's done is done, oh you can't reverse the bullet from a gun

ain't no getting out of this mess. What's done is done, can't resurrect the setting sun. What's done is done, oh you can't reverse the bullet from a gun

ain't no getting out of this mess. What's done is done, can't resurrect the setting sun. What's done is done, oh you can't reverse the bullet from a gun

there ain't no getting out of this mess. What's done is done, can't resurrect the setting sun. What's done is done, oh you can't reverse the bullet from a gun

Layzie:] Back on the mission, flipped the script, better check what the wind just blew in. Think again. It's a preacher with' a grin on a mission for revenge with' a

than morse Sounds like (noise) And needle points bullet shoot through a horse So of course I'm leavin niggas dead like a corpse (Gun shot then a pause

I worked too hard, everyone carries a bucket of blood From the sweat glands of a Mad Man, there ain't no love So bizarre, drownin' in a lake called "Hate

shit [Verse 4:] The audity prodigy, The cosmos commodity, knowledge guides equality A whiff while I myth and a sniff off a E&J fifth and a spliff, the

shot a me But, I practice what I preach and see that these slugs Up in his body got him, run, wid smoke coming From the barrel ah, me gun Hit the bend