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BullseyeWay-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yuJust like that! Bam! Bam! Way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu Just like that! Bam! Bam! You was out there with a bullseye on your chest Trying to catch lead She was out there with a bullseye on her chest Trying to catch lead MTV puttin' killers on the screen Children dance to song where murder is the theme Responsibility! Who's to blame? Never blame The labels or the artists heavens No, no no! It started in California, so you wanna be a thug? You got your gun in your hands and you Keepin' it real But John Wayne belongs in the movies Where bullets aren't real Way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu Just like that! Bam! Bam! Way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu, way-yu Just like that! Bam! Bam! You was out there with a bullseye on your chest Trying to catch lead She was out there with a bullseye on her chest Trying to catch lead I don't know what I've been told Violence turns album into gold 500,000 sold! Jay-Z wasn't talking about you Singing about you You've got it all mixed up The kids are over-reacting So you wanna be a thug? You got your gun in your hands and you Keepin' it real But John Wayne belongs in the movies Where bullets aren't real Suburban 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 Delusional, dangerous child I pull the trigger, pull the trigger trigger trigger Bang bang, I pull the trigger! I wont cry when you die I wont cry you're so Stupid, careless, delusional, dangerous Way-yu way-yu Just like that bam! Way-yu way-yu Just like that bam! You was out there with a bullseye on your chest Trying to catch lead |