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embis - bullets of relief lyrics

[verse 1]
zander loads the shotgun, prolly plans to pop one
all he’s got is problems and not a lot of options
his brother was adopted, they don’t talk very often
but there’s a thought that keeps poppin’ up in their brains
in sync, independently mentally deranged
and with the gun under his mattress, they run to the range
for target practice, they markin’ the act as an act of madness
they didn’t plan this, just the darkest of tactics
to relieve of the sadness or the unfortunate status
even though their dad has a fortune, he had it
since their birth but he’s an addict so he spends it on that and
then their left to wreak havoc, he grabs maverick 88
hopes what he does will radiate within the state he stays
they ride their bikes to the school, but they were late
they figure they’ll ask for pass before class
even though they were late, walking in last
hauling their ass, they lockin’ the gate
words cannot convey the surge of dismay
the guns cannot display the true amount of hate
they could snort a pound a day
nothing could help could help cope, no hope, a slippery slope
now, they got their eye down in the scope
[verse 2]
zander loads his arms and his brother pulls the fire alarm
he’s firin’ off, hittin’ at shoulders and bullets goin’ through folders
soaked carpet, the scent of iron, blood of the innocent youth splattered on tires, they admire their work
they don’t think that there is a being higher at work, so he sighs
zan aims an extra nine that had below his eyes and fires
so his thoughts will subside, one gunshot, 16 rounds to go
oh, but his bro didn’t have the b+lls to blow
our shots aimed at his ankles, receiving 4 different blows from 4 different angles
his hands are cuffed, kinda sucks, now he’s f+cked

[verse 3]
couldn’t have predicted this predicament
the kid was so innocent, never looked like k!ller
yeah, we picked on the kid a bit, but never took it much further
we use get rid of his books or just spill his drink
but this stupid sentiment that i’m the true k!ller
like i cl!cked the clip in and i’m one who spilled the blood
i walk into school and i get ridicule, you’re pitiful, you shoulda knew
i get rude looks from dudes, my friends spend less time with me
startin’ to get a bigger view, of what i did to you
how it made you wanna spit a few, gun a kid or two
but tyler, i’ma get a pic of you, load the clip in and pop it too
but not like you, i’ma put a gun to my noggin and c+ck then shoot

- embis lyrics

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