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may be linear to you but it’s uh naked to me


VERSE 2 (Initial G)

As the gunpowder pours out from the barrel 

I start to channel 

all the blood

by gunpowder
Hands are covered in another's blood
This was not a Caribbean cruise
But a tale of torture and treasure

Fuelled on rum I brandish my

When the smell of gunpowder
Rots inside my lungs
On this minefield of darkness
What do they or I
Do to deserve this...

There was a boom
Then a flash
He

first head last jump into the bullshit
Toke up two fist bitch don't need full clip
Wow dude Shots fired
I blow your mind boom gunpowder
Words hurt worst

Nigga don't you come again
I can't fuck with no weak bitch
If you fucking with me you got to be a ten
I got gunpowder on my Mossberg
Connect on the ercs

next to the bullet's shell
Wonder what had led to the release of gunpowder
Bleeding out, I'll be dead within an hour
Recapturing lost power
Manufacturing

fuse the gunpowder inside us
There's no escape
So scratch my back with your nails
And beg for more, louder
You call me a fantasist
But I'm a designer

I'm bleeding but the sink runs clear
Can't see the toothpaste on the mirror
My eyes explode with fireworks
Gunpowder on a string
My mind feels like

As Bert once again
Is sucked into the wormhole
And is thrown too and fro in time
Still wet from the ocean
And smelling of gunpowder
He finds himself

reeks of gunpowder
And soon we will take their scalps

As the armies clash
Into a deafening chaos
Steel cuts through the flesh
Blood now taints the soil

Come at a nigga like a man I’m direct wit this shit
Get high off nun but gunpowder I’m obsessed with this shit
My youngin he ain’t got no mind He

The creatures advancing
As our forces thin
Decisions are made
By corrupt bureaucrats
Our gunpowder weapons
Can not hold them back
They drink to the salvation

a djembe
(Song is the gun lyrics ammunition)
My drum
These beats
This is my firepower
Downbeat
Explosion
Don't need no more gunpowder
Enough hate's been shot

Civil unrest
Current state of affairs
What a happy coincidence
From the general's chair
Keep them hot
Gunpowder starved
How quickly the teeth come

and gunpowder
Dirty money need to take a shower
I want respect money and power
They eat it up the wave get devoured
I’m heating it the city is ours
Gimme some

Firing rounds 
Making sure those bastards hit the ground 
Gunpowder fills the air 
Run, scream, hide 
I don't care 

Life flashes before my eyes 
My

Gunpowder shadows in the back of a ghetto
Like a knife called stiletto in a fight made metal
So where’s mettle when coward’s behind barrels
And 44’s will make

love my
Flesh and blood matters more

I'll take the gunpowder out
If it's not too late
To locate common ground
These filthy rags don't amount
Cause only

Cash floating in the sky
Gunpowder smells alright
Remains a good fight
Souls fly so damn high
Mouth is so damn dry
Car and the girl are both nearby
Faint

and feral
It’s the end of the scene
Gunpowder and cocaine

your tongue 
Bite your tongue to taste gunpowder and blood

Bales of hay devoid of snow 
Juxtaposed by two boys in repose 

Oh I'm only visiting
Oh I'm

on em then he puts the whole thing
Must owning change post clean the gunpowder
I bet you he gone double back in about one hour 
Change pose clean the gun

but my minds still sunny
How long do I wait until I make money
Sunflower seeds, the color of my Ferrari
Gunpowder please, for anyone talk about me
Yea,

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