Stray Bullet

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
Let the trigger finger put the pressure to the mechanism
Which gives a response for the automatic *bang*
Clip to release projectiles in single
File forcing me to ignite then travel
Through the barrel, headed for the light
At the end of a 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 you pull it
The result's a stray bullet
Niggas who knew hit the ground runnin' and stay down
Except for the kids who play on the playground
'Cause for some little girl she'll never see more than six years of life
Trifleing, when she fell from the seesaw
But umm wait, my course isn't over
Fled out of the other side of her head towards
A red Range Rover, then I ricochet
Fast past a brother's ass, oh damn, what that nigga say
"Aww fuck it", next target's Margaret's face *bang*
And I struck it, now it's a flood of blood in circumfrence to her face
And an abundance of brains all over the street
Shame how we had to meet *bang*
Dashin', buckin', greet by 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 the tiles
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

[Nobody seen shit, nobody heard it -- 4X]

[Verse 2: Prince Poetry]
Great balls of fire, I'm travelling at higher speeds
To proceed to penetrate flesh, hitting the splint
After splitting the chest of a Queens fiend
Age of pagers shredded to pieces from the Glock 9
And it's hollow tips it releases
The police is in back of the ambulance
Blood loss as I shift across your chest
Arrest, rupture, I mess up ya, slasher
I bust ya liver, faster, blood pours *bang*
Now it's up to the master, boom, as I crash open the doors
Thank me for spraying the operating room
The body still consumes me, doc had to remove me
Mmm lord, why do they use me? *bang*
I'm takin' individual for keeps, Hobbes
So peep the cops in the ghetto bustin' shots for props
And when I hit, shit *bang bang bang bang*
Soon you forgets-me-not
Cops tried to explain to his pops what I've done
I flip up the hollow tipper and I'm not the one
And as a human I'm the surprising one
Prince Po I flow the ripper
Either way you never, ever know how I'm coming
Metamorphasizing, rising in turbulence
Condensed into a bullet, pull it, now I'm making moves
With no sympathizing, uhh, so take a hit nigga, sprint *bang*
Onto the scenario, I'm at a party with O
A lot of honies parlay and the DJ's playin' the Fudge Pudge flow
Five niggas come up in the club for a rub
[Yo O peep it, oh shit O duck (oh shit!, oh shit!)
*pop pop pop pop pop* *woman screams*]
Another hit, another struck
Here comes Mr. Stray Bullet
Five, the tip, getting my jollies from the screams of the ripped
In your chest, then I flip
Nip your liver, blood flowin' like a river
Money starts to shiver then I give a delivery of burns
Bruises, fake shoes is your renaissance
No response your moms is out cold
Figure I'm bigger takin' your heart nigga at twenty years old
Stray bullet