Bulletproof Love
You know, Sway, man, I can't even describe it, man. The situation is crazy, bruh. If I was a gorilla I'd say it was bananas, B. For real, the man just... he just took over the whole situation, dawg. Listen...
Yo, it is what it is
Can't understand a man if you ain't lived what he lived
Roaches in the crib, ain't got no food up in the fridge
Plus the crime's runnin' rampant and it's screwin' up the kids
Sway, admit, what kinda paradise is this?
Just want my 40 acres and some karats on the wrist
But these snitches tryna gather in the pit
Where you get the Cottonmouth pluckin ashes off the clip
Off the rip, now a challenger exists
And he bulletproof, shoot, what kinda caliber is this?
Got thugs in the store with the barrel on ya lips
Sayin' "Empty out the drawer!" before he pound you with the clip - Lord
Who to call when no one obeys the law?
And there ain't no Iron Man that can come and save us all?
Power to the people and Luke Cage, the Cause
And the cops got it wrong, we don't think Cage involved
Look, dawg, a hero? Never had one
Already took Malcolm and Martin, this is the last one
I beg ya pardon? Somebody pullin' a fast one
Now we got a hero for hire, and he black one
And bullet-hole hoodies is the fashion
We in Harlem's Paradise, tell de captain
That I'm boutta trade the mic for a magnum
Give my life for Trayvon
to have one
Ch'yeah - 'cause this is bulletproof love
And you already know what a bulletproof does
So you can take it from a bulletproof thug
The hood got his back, dawg: bulletproof love
The blood thicker than mud
And who am I to judge if you get a gun in the club?
'Cause you already know what a bulletproof does
When the hood gotcha back dawg? Bulletproof love
Yeah... Shoutout to Pop, RIP my brother. Streets is crazy nowadays. People say we don't need another hero, but now we got one - whether ya like it or not. Luke Cage! Please believe it, sir: the streets gotcho back. You all ready. Bulletproof love, baby...
Yo, it is what it is
Can't understand a man if you ain't lived what he lived
Roaches in the crib, ain't got no food up in the fridge
Plus the crime's runnin' rampant and it's screwin' up the kids
Sway, admit, what kinda paradise is this?
Just want my 40 acres and some karats on the wrist
But these snitches tryna gather in the pit
Where you get the Cottonmouth pluckin ashes off the clip
Off the rip, now a challenger exists
And he bulletproof, shoot, what kinda caliber is this?
Got thugs in the store with the barrel on ya lips
Sayin' "Empty out the drawer!" before he pound you with the clip - Lord
Who to call when no one obeys the law?
And there ain't no Iron Man that can come and save us all?
Power to the people and Luke Cage, the Cause
And the cops got it wrong, we don't think Cage involved
Look, dawg, a hero? Never had one
Already took Malcolm and Martin, this is the last one
I beg ya pardon? Somebody pullin' a fast one
Now we got a hero for hire, and he black one
And bullet-hole hoodies is the fashion
We in Harlem's Paradise, tell de captain
That I'm boutta trade the mic for a magnum
Give my life for Trayvon
to have one Ch'yeah - 'cause this is bulletproof love
And you already know what a bulletproof does
So you can take it from a bulletproof thug
The hood got his back, dawg: bulletproof love
The blood thicker than mud
And who am I to judge if you get a gun in the club?
'Cause you already know what a bulletproof does
When the hood gotcha back dawg? Bulletproof love
Yeah... Shoutout to Pop, RIP my brother. Streets is crazy nowadays. People say we don't need another hero, but now we got one - whether ya like it or not. Luke Cage! Please believe it, sir: the streets gotcho back. You all ready. Bulletproof love, baby...
— Bulletproof Love, by Method Man
, by Method Man