BULLSEYE Paris Texas
"BULLSEYE" by Paris Texas is a 2021 #HipHop track that explores themes of ambition, self-confidence, and the struggles of youth. The lyrics convey a sense of determination and resilience. Musically, it features a blend of moody beats and dynamic flows, showcasing the duo's unique style. The song resonates with listeners for its relatable message and energy.
[Verse 1: Louie Pastel]
I've been smoking cigarettes until my lungs bleed
Jumping off the roof but this is not Assassin's Creed
Only nigga gonna body me is gon' be me
'Fore I leave this bitch, um, let me fuck you off this bean
I can't watch the world becoming what I fear most
My house was haunted, seen my father go ghost
I'm a alien like, nigga, what the fuck is Earth?
I've been going raw like bitches cannot give birth
Bare in a barren, if it's not apparent
I don't fuck with none of y'all, these features I ain't sharin'
BOY ANONYMOUS, I'm hideous, don't show my face
Little bitch, I'm breathing in the color of a Karen
Coke, it's no Cola, bitch, soul don't exist
Had to ask for it back, snatchеd it out my dick
Something 'bout a bad little thot, can't resist
Somеthing 'bout these sad little thoughts, can't resist
[Chorus: Felix]
I'm not gon' fake the story
Most people flip the script
I'm not gon' say I'm sorry
I don't give a fuck 'bout forgiveness
I don't give a fuck 'bout no target
Put that pretty little bitch in my head
You only had one shot, you missed
You only had one shot, you missed
I've been smoking cigarettes until my lungs bleed
Jumping off the roof but this is not Assassin's Creed
Only nigga gonna body me is gon' be me
'Fore I leave this bitch, um, let me fuck you off this bean
I can't watch the world becoming what I fear most
My house was haunted, seen my father go ghost
I'm a alien like, nigga, what the fuck is Earth?
I've been going raw like bitches cannot give birth
Bare in a barren, if it's not apparent
I don't fuck with none of y'all, these features I ain't sharin'
BOY ANONYMOUS, I'm hideous, don't show my face
Little bitch, I'm breathing in the color of a Karen
Coke, it's no Cola, bitch, soul don't exist
Had to ask for it back, snatchеd it out my dick
Something 'bout a bad little thot, can't resist
Somеthing 'bout these sad little thoughts, can't resist
[Chorus: Felix]
I'm not gon' fake the story
Most people flip the script
I'm not gon' say I'm sorry
I don't give a fuck 'bout forgiveness
I don't give a fuck 'bout no target
Put that pretty little bitch in my head
You only had one shot, you missed
You only had one shot, you missed
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