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Bullet From a Gun

Derek B


First there was a dream
Now there is reality

"My Name Is Q. Easy Q"
"Who Is Number One? "
"I Am Number One"

James Bond 007
Licensed To Kill
Easy Q, Derek B
Licensed To Ill

On Her Majesty's Secret Service Of Rap
America, You're Under Attack
From The Crown Prince Of Poetry
The Man With The Golden Mic Is Me

You Thought You'd Never Hear
Anybody With The Gall
But Easy Q And Derek B
Got Thunderball

I'll Never Say
Never Say Never Again
I'm Not Russia With Love
You See I'm From England
I'll Live And Let You Die
Your Soul Will Get Cold
Your Body Paralyzed
As My Rap Unfolds

A Billion Dollar Brain
Ticking Inside My Head
Like Diamonds Are Forever
And I've Got Street Cred

From The East End
Always Say It Loud
Def B-Boy
Black And Proud

I'm A Warrior
Like Attila The Hun
That's Why My Posse Call Me
Bullet From A Gun

"Who's Number One? "
"Bullet From A Gun"
"My Posse Having Fun? "
"Yeah Bullet From A Gun"
"You're Sure Gonna Get Some"

East London Posse
Raving All Over Town
Not Invited To The Party
We Break The Door Down

Cooling With My Homeboys
To A Real Lame Beat
As The Girlies Stand Around
About To Fall Asleep

16 Strong, My Posse Takes Over
D On The Decks, Easy Q My Controller

All Of The Sudden The Party Starts To Rock
To The Def Beats And Sounds Of My Hip-Hop

The Volume Increases
Your Ears Wanna Bleed

B-Boys Going Crazy
Suckers Doing Speed

Fight Breaks Out
Place Gets Wrecked
Don't Bother Me Boy
You'll Only Get Decked
Out
At The Speed Of Light
We Came To Party
Not To Fight

Shuffling and Shaking
Speakers Start To Pump
The Amps Overload
The Party's Gotta Stop

A Roar From The Posse
With The Gold Around The Neck
Each One Against The Wall
With The Girlie In Check

Mate
The Game's Over And Won
We're Out Of Here
Like A Bullet From A Gun

South London Chorus (x2)
"Who's Number One? "
"Bullet From A Gun"
"My Posse Having Fun? "
"Yeah Bullet From A Gun"
"You're Sure Gonna Get Some"

Word

Take A Trip Through A Park
To See An Mc Battle

Hot Sunny Day
Skeezers Like Cattle

The E. L. Posse
All Over The Place
Like Government Agents
No Time To Waste

Standing In The Corner
With My Arms Crossed
Laughing At The Rapper
Who Just Lost

Sucker Taken Out
And I Guess It's Kind Of Funny
Cos He's Rapping For Nothing
While I'm Making The Money

Now He Comes Over And Asks Me What
He Has To Do To Get All The Way To The Top
I Said, "I'm A Funky Junky Of The Hip Hop Sound
I Take This Shit Serious, No Messing Around"

"My Rhyme's Like A Bull
And Oh So Strong
I Wear The Freshest Clothes
Like Louis Vuitton"

"I Get To Jams Early
You Get There Late
Then Set Up Cold Ambush
On The 808"

"I'm A Pro, Bro
And When It's Time To Go
I Make Sure I'll Let The People
Know Who's Running The Show"

"When Out On The Mic
I Make Sure I Rock The Night"

"Make The Girlies Go Crazy
Throw Their Panties On Stage"

"One More Thing
While You're Listening Son
Make Sure The Rap's Delivered
Like A Bullet From A Gun"

"Who's Number One? "
"Bullet From A Gun"
"My Posse Having Fun? "
"Yeah Bullet From A Gun"
"You're Sure Gonna Get Some"

That's Right I Am Number One
I Ain't Going No Place No Way

One More Time

South London Chorus
"Who's Number One? "
"Bullet From A Gun"
"My Posse Having Fun? "
"Yeah Bullet From A Gun"
"You're Sure Gonna Get Some"

That Sounds Right To Me
Ok Let's Chill

Compositor: Derek Michael Boland (Derek B)
ECAD: Obra #15005832 Fonograma #10431678

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