Bullseye Lyrics

Way-yu, way-yu, way-yu
Way-yu, way-yu, way-yu
Just like that bam, bamYou was out there with a bullseye
On your chest, tryin' to catch lead
She was out there with a bullseye
On her chest, tryin' to catch leadMTV puttin' killers on the screen
Children dance to a song where murder is the theme
Responsibility! Who's to blame?
Never blame the labels or the artists
Heavens, no, no noIt started in California, so you wanna be a thug?
You got your gun in your hands
And you're keepin' it real
But John Wayne belongs in the movies
Where bullets aren't realWay-yu, way-yu, way-yu
Way-yu, way-yu, way-yu
Just like that bamYou was out there with a bullseye
On your chest tryin' to catch lead
She was out there with a bullseye

On her chest tryin' to catch leadI don't know what I've been told
Violence turns an album into gold
500,000 sold! Jay-Z wasn't talkin' about you
Singin' about you, you got it all mixed upThe kids are overreacting, so you wanna be a thug?
You got your gun in your hands
And you're keepin' it real
But John Wayne belongs in the movies
Where bullets aren't realSuburban children, don't you know you can?
Don't you know you can die?
You ain't from the ghetto, my friend
Don't you know you can? Don't you know?You're so stupid, careless, delusional, dangerous child
You're so stupid, careless, delusional, dangerous childI pull the trigga, I pull the trigga, trigga, trigga
B- bang bang, I pull the trigga
B- bang bang, I pull the triggaI won't cry when you die, I won't cry
You're so stupid, careless, delusional, dangerousWay-yu, way-yu
Just like that bam, just like that bamYou was out there with a bullseye on your
Chest chest, catch lead
You was out there with a bullseye on your
Chest chest, catch lead