You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away (always!) $uicide, $uicide, my end (Yeah, man) (aye, aye, aye) Reach into my pocket, then I grab a couple crumbled hunnids

The bullets in the gun It's that cold place in your soul And the fire in her eyes Like wild horses when they run Now the cards are on the table and Never see it comin' It just hits you by surprise Makes you come together They used to call me lightening

How many will you take? I got a feeling, I got a feeling (Oh-oh-oh-oh) Yeah, I picked the wrong kind Danger is coming, a danger is coming A danger is coming, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Under the moonlight, under your moonlit gaze I know that I'd take one

Thank you Falettinme, be mice elf agin I want to thank you Falettinme, be mice elf agin Lookin' at the devil, grinnin' at his gun Fingers start shakin', I begin to run Bullets start chasin', I begin to stop We begin to wrestle, I was on the top Stiff all

As the world burns Beneath the ground Godspeed hell bound Shattered cries of the Prayers never heard War of the gods that Drown out of words Decisions that kill And bullets that fly

She's harder to handle than you think son You feel safe when you're with her Think twice before you pull the trigger She feels good in your hand from the first little spark But guns shoot bullets and bullets break hearts Heartbreak's a bitch She'll kill

In a round of bullets and blood and smoke, I saw the midnight come and I watched her go. I watched her go. I got a razor sharp mind that wants to cut you down. A little place in mind and baby I could let you down. Pony up, we got a ways to go. Set me up

Why are we always stuck and running from The bullets? The bullets We gotta get away from here Just stop your crying We never learn, we been here before It's a sign of the times We got to get away We got to, we got to (away)

Drinkin' beer and wastin' bullets Sittin' here Waitin' on a deer Aiming at the empties Missin' hittin' pine trees Ain't my fault them cans keep movin' My baby's on the phone Saying baby come home Where ya been and whatcha been doing

When I'm up in the club And these niggas they want to act tough 'Til they get plugged Watch them bullets go Now you touched from a slug Huggin' the streets like you in love Your heart race like The ambulance arrive They rush you to 'spital, flyin' by my