Bang Bang - 2 Shots in the Head - Black Attack

Keep it on the down low,

Nobody else had to know,

How we had our freak shows

Sipping on froze

Margaritas we kept it hot like heaters

Sneakers, I guess you could call us creepers

We both had beepers, secret codes

Tap them in, see what’s happening

Hit me back about 10, I meet you down in the west end,

This girl was foxy

Had ill na na Loved it when she called me pa pa Ha Ha But she was married to the mob man, chances were slim

She sleeping with my, he thought she was faithful to him

She fell deep deeper deeper in love,

It was supposed to be a secret, she slipped up and told her cuz

Now me and big dude standing face to face

He got back up for days, crew all over the place,

But betrayal out ways it all, a quick phone call,

Even in front of my eyes, I couldn’t believe what I saw

He was rollin, strollin,

had entire business that he was controlling

Illegal though, he thought nothing could stop his cash flow

Connect with the Po Po, cruised a 4X4

Cherokee, dropped, deep dished, chromed out,

Twelve’s, twitters, amp,

His sh*t was loud,

Diamonds and pearls

Trips around the world,

He had stocks and bonds saved up for his little baby girls

He was flying high, but wanted to fly higher

Had a million dollars worth a crack looking for the next buyer

He found them, and they found him too

Good deal turned sour, what’s he supposed to do,

Early in the morning, they got him out on the bridge,

He only thought about the money, never about them little kids

Running the streets, trying to get bigger,

Now he’s staring down the barrel of the nine

Pull the trigger.

Fed up with the slums, school had you stressed

You gave it your best, you still flunked every test

Next decision, you had to make with precision

If you slip up on this one you get cut like an incision

But the choice was yours, ARMY,

Momma cried as you said your last good byes

You told us that you wanted to be all you can be WAR, that sh*t is history,

Until you found yourself in the heat of the battle fighting

Gas, guns, grenades, bombs igniting,

Back at home mom and dad, whole family waited

Check the news every evening to catch the latest

Hoping and praying we would see you again,

Worried as hell asking forgiveness for your sins,

Then the day came, we got the letter in the mail

What’s war good for?

It’s hard to tell.