Stray Bullet

[Intro]

Pharoahe Monch in ya area... O.K. 

[Verse]

Let the trigger finger put the pressure to the mechanism

Which gives a response for the automatic clip

To release projectiles in single

File, causing me to ignite, then travel

Through the barrel

Headed for the light at the end of the tunnel

With no specific target in sight

Slow the flow like H₂O water

Visualize the scene of a homicide, a slaughter

No remorse for the course I take when ya pull it

The result's a stray bullet – heh

Niggas who knew, hit the ground runnin' and stayed down

Except for the kids who played on the playground

'Cause for some little girl, she'll never see more than six years of life

Trife–fall-ing – when she fell from the see-saw

But umm... wait, the course isn't over

Shot out of the other side of her head towards a red Range Rover

Then I ricocheted fast past a brother's ass – damn, what that nigga say?

Fuck it – the next target's Margaret's face

And I struck it

Now it's a flood of blood in circumference to her face

And an abundance in brains all over the street

Shame how we had to meet

Dash and Buckin', greet my fuckin' family

They follow behind me in a orderly fashion

Bashin' through flesh, I'm wild

Crashin' through the doors of projects hallways to deflect off of a tile

"I'm coming for you, little girl...!"

Once inside, I shatter your world; swirl

No more dreams, no hopes when I spray

You better pray to the Pope or the Vatican before I go rat-tat-a-tat again

I'm mad again, brother, somebody's mother will be sad again

But – whose blue skies will turn grey

From the attack of the MAC-11? I'm a stray

Bullet