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Bulletproof
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bulletproof adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Forged Records tarafından 9 Mart 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıFireproof
album cover
AlbümFireproof
Çıkış Tarihi9 Mart 2026
FirmaForged Records
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM100

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FP
FP
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James R Ellis
James R Ellis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
FP
FP
Producer

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They shot at me with everything they had
And I'm still standing here
Let me tell you how
Everybody's got a moment where the floor just disappears
Where the thing you built your life on turns to rubble and to tears
Could be the phone call in the morning, could be the letter in the mail
Could be the person that you trusted looking at you saying "I failed"
And the world don't stop to let you catch your breath or find your feet
It just keeps on spinning while you're lying face down in defeat
And everybody's got advice but nobody's got your weight
They say "stay strong" and "keep your head up" — easy words when it ain't fate
Knocking at your door with a sledgehammer and a list
Of every dream you ever had — just crossing off what you gon' miss
That's chapter one — the fall — the part nobody wants to own
The part where everything collapses and you're standing there alone
And the bullets keep on coming — from the doubt, the fear, the shame
From the mirror whispering your name like it doesn't recognize
The person staring back — because the fight has left their eyes
But the fall doesn't get to write the ending
The ground is not your home — it's just where you start ascending
They aimed for the chest and I didn't even flinch
They aimed for the head and I didn't move an inch
Every shot that life could fire I absorbed and kept on moving
You can't stop what won't stop — and I got nothing left to lose and
Everything to prove, so take your best shot — I'm not leaving
I'm bulletproof — not because I can't get hit
I'm bulletproof because I get hit — and I don't quit
So there you are — chapter two — the part that nobody will see
The ugly, slow, embarrassing, unglamorous debris
Of picking up the pieces when you don't know what they build
Of showing up with shaking hands and nothing but your will
One foot, then the other, then repeat until it's habit
One day at a time until the darkness starts to scatter
And people say "how did you do it?" like it's some dramatic tale
It's not — it's just a thousand tiny choices not to fail
Not to stay in bed, not to let one season define the cost
And slowly — brick by brick — the walls start going up again
A little stronger than before because you built them from the pain
And nobody is clapping yet, no highlight reel, no glory
Just you, the work, the silence — writing chapter two of your story
They aimed for the chest and I didn't even flinch
They aimed for the head and I didn't move an inch
Every shot that life could fire I absorbed and kept on moving
You can't stop what won't stop — and I got nothing left to lose and
Everything to prove, so take your best shot — I'm not leaving
I'm bulletproof — not because I can't get hit
I'm bulletproof because I get hit — and I don't quit
Bulletproof doesn't mean you don't feel the impact
It means you feel every one of them — and you get up anyway
That's not armor — that's a choice you make every morning
Chapter three — look around — you're standing where they said you wouldn't
Living proof that broken things rebuild when people said they couldn't
Every single bullet that was fired is a medal on your chest
Every single "never" is a trophy — wear them, you have earned the rest
But rest ain't the mission — restless, press forward, don't stop here
The story isn't over, it's the middle, not the rear
Because bulletproof isn't something that you are, it's what you build
Every hit you take and keep on standing adds another layer to the shield
So this is for the ones still in chapter one — still on the floor
Still wondering if the comeback's real or just a lie you tell to cope
Still staring at the wreckage thinking this is where it ends
Nah, this is where it starts — pick the pen up, friend
They'll aim for your chest and you won't even flinch
They'll aim for your head and you won't move an inch
'Cause standing here today with every scar still on display
You'll be proof that bulletproof is built — one hit at a time, every day
Life threw everything at me. And I'm still here.
Take your best shot.
Written by: James R Ellis
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