Bullet - Infinite Mass

Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head

You ask from where you standing, you must think I’m dead

Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head

You ask from where you standing, you must think I’m dead

(Cham)

It’s law of the land when I say go, move by the plan

No time to look back and excuse

You lose youself and win you lose

Chose the way we like to pray

Say what you say, no way you gotta get away

Bring me joy, bring me life, bring me some that feels right

Negativity (thrashy) conspiracy

I’ve got a mirror in my pocket pracks lookin hard, that’s reality

I say!!, free the mass for the riot

Or something thangs at night, quite!

Am I right or am I right?

Infinte for liffe!

Rrrrru!

Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head

You ask from where you standing, you must think I’m dead

Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head

You ask from where you standing, you must think I’m dead

(Rigorod)

Gotta get my feelings across in a world full of snake lies

Frauds and fakes, take advantage of another mans losse

Do whatever it cause, is your force, To be divorced

Used to be the model right now in this day age and time

That’s with the redlines, when the mass say, take contact

They send out our rhymes, get a part of this, gonna be in fire

We hate to be manipulated, try to get away instead focus

Locate we fo' what ill created

Can test the rest of luck, tryin to change this mothaf**ker up

Tryin to shut me+down, seem another man witin that, let’s do infinity!

X2 (Cham & Rigo)

Our time is gonna come, that’s why we don’t run

Now if you’re thinkin I’m dead, put you bullet in my head, uh

(Chorus) *repeat several times*