catching bullets - torturechain lyrics
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[verse 1: fijix99]
[?] in my f*ckin’ stitches (yes!)
feed your organs to the pigeons
i’m countin’ digits (digits)
use my hollow tip, til i reach my limit (reach my f*ckin’ limit)
i’m the f*ckin’ grim reaper
yeah i pop out with a sight
p90 inside a f*ckin’ bag
i stay the night
hide inside your closet
i can f*ckin’ see the light
b*tch you in my [?] make your b*tch ass say good night
kinda funny that your face so good at catchin’ bullets
pulled out my sabre imma slash your face open
kinda funny that your face so good at catchin’ bullets
pulled out my s*s*sabre imma s*s*slash
[verse 2: torturechain]
torturechain
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