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​nothing,nowhere. - bullet lyrics

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[intro: gangsta pat]
i got a bullet with your name on the f+ckin’ tip
(the following is brought to you by reaper radio)
so close your eyes as i—
so close your—

[verse 1: nothing,nowhere.]
reaper creepin’ slow, give me that motherf+ckin’ soul, mane
tryna stop me now, i’m dead already, i feel no pain
no need for guns, got a new scythe in the back trunk
gotta get right when you act up
got a new blade, keep it up tucked, yeah
if you want the smoke, you better come with more than hollow tips
you can find me in the cemetery, bring a crucifix
any weapon formed against myself would never prosper
i’m a beast on any track in any style in any genre

[verse 2: nothing,nowhere. & gangsta pat]
i got a bullet with yo—
oh my f+ckin’ god, shut the f+ck up
tough luck, life sucks and now buck up
tell ’em touché, reaper be reaching, it’s too late
send a bouquet and i’m done
i hope they got a tv in the afterlife so i can watch the earth explode
and replay it like every night
i’m off of the meds and i’m already dead and i can’t find a reason to try (why?)
i’m tired of faking it, tired of wakin’ up, there ain’t a trace of a god
so i’m feelin’ something sinister inside again
you sending shots and missing every single one so try again
[refrain: gangsta pat]
i got a bullet with your name on the f+ckin’ tip
so close your eyes as i—
so close your—

[verse 3: ​iamjakehill & gangsta pat]
walkin’ right through the grey, okay, it’s just another day, b+tch
take it all in and just pretend, there’s no such thing as anguish
d+mn that’s so edgy, prepare for death, i stay ready
my sins, they weigh on me heavy, but let’s just act like i’m all good
hey, what are you doing? nothing
where are you going? nowhere, i swear
i’m just flippin’ through my chapters, i just stop and i stare
hold up, give me some room to unwind
help me escape the confines
ain’t life so crazy sometimes?
wait my bad, i’m—
(i got a bullet with your name on the f+ckin’ tip)
sorry i got existential, what rhymes with that?
oh yeah, these instrumentals keep my mind intact (yeah, yeah)
i flash a grin, but, oh no, i can’t hide the fact
that everything ends in dust, so what? i can’t rewind it back
yeah, i’ll take another hit, let me go talk my sh+t
only been a minute, lemme run up in it, make you sick
everything’s f+cked and it can’t be fixed
left with no love, get what you give
i guess that’s how it is, such a pessimist
i’m just carried by the wind, this is how it ends



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