Lyrics:
little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
Well, it's half past ten, another six-pack in
And I can feel the rumble like the cold black wind
He pulls
little girls are made of
Gunpowder and lead
Well, it's half past ten, another six-pack in
And I can feel the rumble like the cold black wind
He pulls
in poison
I've lost my share of bets
Oh in life ain't nothin' perfect
But she's as close as it gets
Heartbreak and a shovel
My gunpowder and lead
Well
the image vision the code
On how to transmutate lead into gold
Supreme Sorcerers
Write sigils in chalk
Outline em' in gunpowder
Light em' and leave marks
you never said, oh
And if we're all the same, then you led me astray
Seems like you never do things that I asked you to
You're gunpowder and lead
the past! Presently...
Bottoms up!
Gunpowder and rum
cs classic as it comes
It seals the deal
Better than a meal
cnd a handshake's so ho-hum
Take this
complaint
I never asked for this though I bear it proudly
There is no escape from the beast that stirs
When gunpowder burns
When lead splits the air
am gunpowder you are the lead
You are a sunflower drifting through my head
I am a silver screen she makes my heart bleed
Have me screaming Black Bullet
down
Son to son
The thrill of the hunt
Bows snares and guns
Camouflage boots, gunpowder and lead
We're on the move
Hunting across the U.S.
Got a 14
of
Gunpowder and lead
It's half past ten, another six pack in
And I can feel the rumble like a cold black wind
He pulls in the drive, the gravel flies
He don't
got a zeppelin, you better get out of here
Weapons fast and powerful, shout it
Out from the towers
You doubt us? You get a flash of gunpowder
Cowards
don't need to add to the drama
It's bad enough you gotta go tell your mama
Don't need the gunpowder and lead
You know my girl Loretta said it best
These
with some lead and gunpowder
If I put a bullet in my head, there's no undo
If I press ctrl z, I still harmed you
So yeah it's selfish I won't argue
a lumberjack
And me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that
I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D
When I let the rhythm
Hit another M.C.
Lyrics made of lead
a lumberjack
And me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that
I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D
When I let the rhythm
Hit another M.C.
Lyrics made of lead
exhausted, down to the last man.
Drink too old gunpowder and fall with a bang.
Go!
Bouncing banjos overhead scratching round and round.
Hot and nervous
the Glock in the converter and it turn into a rifle
Gunpowder in my dreads, I'm smokin' paper out the Bible
I convert to Jewish shit and convertible,
on they neighbors
If it bleed, then it lead, they just tryna make the papers
The faithful, beg for a chance to expose the faithless
Nigga tryna get extra
the pieces and keep Them,
I seem to plead:
""Lead me to a time
We'd find our ways through the maze by reading through the Signs"".
But feeble is the mind
nigga, stop acting explosive
As simple as that, a niggas feels offended, can't handle being scolded
Lead's busting out something corroded, entire streets
That was the worst time for us
Remember a smell of the gunpowder
King of colded blood laughs at me and looking down
Herd of barking wild dogs
We were
you
Bold move, you driving me crazy
I'll go through your roof
Oh, whew
It smells like I'm bout to fucking exploding you
I got 10 pound of gunpowder just
relationships
It takes potatoes to make chips, make it make sense, believe that
Begging folks for comments leads to fake ass feedback
Sucks it takes a pair
chops, leave you dead, dead
Fuckin' with them niggas, duckin' from the fan fest
Real shooters, feel your bitch ass with lead, lead
These niggas actin' like
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