Psycho Realm - Bullets lyrics
[Psycho Realm - Bullets lyrics]
Who are you? Who are you?
Who are you? Oh, shit
Now what the fuck is going on?
I feel like a soldier who are you?
Caught in between 2 brigades
Who am I going to hate? Who are you?
Who are you? It’s another one of these
Motherfuckers telling me
What I need, what I lack who are you?
Going to kill the pain, man
I know I fuck around with someone
Who are you? You hit that
Pop off at your boys who are you?
I got to kill these fucking voices, man
Don’t need no pigs in my path right now
You know what I mean?
Lost dreams of innocence, long past
Through time, memories burn and fade like ash
In the crosswinds, through the crosshairs
Let the bullet strike the Teflon
Beyond and on and in
Feel me penatrate the skin
So I could travel
Unravel the hole in your shell
I'm gonna send you straight to hell
Now your lifeless
God bless your soul and lay to rest
It's useless, I go through the vest
Chest cavity area
Let them bury you shell deep in the earth
Where you dwell in your wooden cell
Gang insigina split's your familia
Let me break it down, mira
You're slayin' mothafuckas that look
Like you do
Dyin' off slowly is the only rule
In this rat race, crews choose paper chase
Almost always illegal regals and bandidos
Government tactics pack this
Street with plastic
Dreams and fantasies of gettin' paid drastic
But most get blasted, all you fanatics
Out for cheese and G's, cease dramatics
In this chapter, we're gonna define
Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies
And we die faster than we multiply
Bullets pierce through sky like a storm
You're warned and if it hails you die
Assassins passin' through your block
Blastin' action
Dust gets kicked up in violent fashion
Trigger men get bigger than
Solitary cages through the age
We been taken for a ride by the other side
They split us up in cliques
And pitch the homicide
They use, divide and conquer
The stronger will survive
Supply the guns and ammo
Then watch the color die
Bullets are on a mission
To search and destroy no names attached
Just convoys deployed on your team
You wanna scheme dreams of material vision
My squadron of 36 is on a mission
And I'm on you like flies on shit
And I got back up with 36 more in the clip
As I come to expand and change dimensions
My philosophy becomes high
With bad intentions
It's a vengeance like bees to the hive
Strive to stay alive and live
Through the drive by
Who really remembers the blastin'?
Five minutes of crossfire, action
Two sides fight in the night
And thousands of nameless bullets fly by
Aimless in your direction
Makin' rivals die on occasion
Yeah, enemies muthafucka, take in
All of my steel, bleed
Hot metal get thrown away
On the streets of LA as I run away
In this chapter, we're gonna define
Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies
And we die faster than we multiply
The dirtiest, flyest, OG, pimp
Hustler gansta
() hardcore motherfucker living
To be honest I’m totally and
Completely on his dick
Who are you? Oh, shit
Now what the fuck is going on?
I feel like a soldier who are you?
Caught in between 2 brigades
Who am I going to hate? Who are you?
Who are you? It’s another one of these
Motherfuckers telling me
What I need, what I lack who are you?
Going to kill the pain, man
I know I fuck around with someone
Who are you? You hit that
Pop off at your boys who are you?
I got to kill these fucking voices, man
Don’t need no pigs in my path right now
You know what I mean?
Lost dreams of innocence, long past
Through time, memories burn and fade like ash
In the crosswinds, through the crosshairs
Let the bullet strike the Teflon
Beyond and on and in
Feel me penatrate the skin
So I could travel
Unravel the hole in your shell
I'm gonna send you straight to hell
Now your lifeless
God bless your soul and lay to rest
It's useless, I go through the vest
Chest cavity area
Let them bury you shell deep in the earth
Where you dwell in your wooden cell
Gang insigina split's your familia
Let me break it down, mira
You're slayin' mothafuckas that look
Like you do
Dyin' off slowly is the only rule
In this rat race, crews choose paper chase
Almost always illegal regals and bandidos
Government tactics pack this
Street with plastic
Dreams and fantasies of gettin' paid drastic
But most get blasted, all you fanatics
Out for cheese and G's, cease dramatics
In this chapter, we're gonna define
Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies
And we die faster than we multiply
Bullets pierce through sky like a storm
You're warned and if it hails you die
Assassins passin' through your block
Blastin' action
Dust gets kicked up in violent fashion
Trigger men get bigger than
Solitary cages through the age
We been taken for a ride by the other side
They split us up in cliques
And pitch the homicide
They use, divide and conquer
The stronger will survive
Supply the guns and ammo
Then watch the color die
Bullets are on a mission
To search and destroy no names attached
Just convoys deployed on your team
You wanna scheme dreams of material vision
My squadron of 36 is on a mission
And I'm on you like flies on shit
And I got back up with 36 more in the clip
As I come to expand and change dimensions
My philosophy becomes high
With bad intentions
It's a vengeance like bees to the hive
Strive to stay alive and live
Through the drive by
Who really remembers the blastin'?
Five minutes of crossfire, action
Two sides fight in the night
And thousands of nameless bullets fly by
Aimless in your direction
Makin' rivals die on occasion
Yeah, enemies muthafucka, take in
All of my steel, bleed
Hot metal get thrown away
On the streets of LA as I run away
In this chapter, we're gonna define
Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies
And we die faster than we multiply
The dirtiest, flyest, OG, pimp
Hustler gansta
() hardcore motherfucker living
To be honest I’m totally and
Completely on his dick