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The hammer impacts the needle
the explosion of the gunpowder with force pushes
rotation and translation movement
the bullet thrown out of the barrel comes out
with a direct objective
the bullet walks safely and firmly during its journey
killing the wind to death
faster than time
defending any argument
it doesn't care if its destiny is violent
it goes trankila the bullet has no feelings
like a secret that you don't want to hear
the bullet says everything without speaking
without raising suspicions he ensures his slaughter
x that's why his belly is full of lead
To reach its prey it does not need eyes and even more so when the path is traced by infrared
the nunk bullet gives up
if it doesn't kill today at least it leaves a wound
after his departure there would be no arrest, he obeys his employer once in his life
There is little money... but there are many bullets
There is little food... but there is a lot of bullets
there are few good people That's why there are a lot of bullets
Be careful, here comes a PLO PLO PLO (x2)
A shot is heard
she gains confidence
the sound chases her but doesn't reach her
The bullet takes out its steel fangs and without asking permission enters through the leather. It bites the tissues with rage and tears the arteries from the chest to cause hemorrhage. The whipped blood of strawberry bolgnese sauce flies. fambruesa syrup
a waterfall of bright red contemporary art comes out of the skull
There is little money... but there are many bullets
There is little food... but there is many bullets
there is Few good people that's why there are a lot of bullets
Be careful, here comes a PLO PLO PLO (x2)
It would be inaccessible for someone to kill you
If each bullet cost what a yacht costs
you would have to save your entire salary
to be a mercenary you would have to be a millionaire
but that's not the case...
you kill a lot
bullets are just as cheap as condoms
there is no education there are many cartridges
when you read little you shoot a lot
there are those who murder and do not show their face
the rich give the order and the poor shoot it
bullets are not needed to prove a point
it is logical that you cannot talk to a deceased person
dialogue destroys any macabre situation
before using bullets I shoot with words
There is little money .. but there are a lot of bullets
There is little food... but there is a lot of bullets
there are few good people that's why there are a lot of bullets
be careful, here comes a PLO PLO PLO (x2)