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Impact.

  1. [verse 1](from the perspective of the bullet)
  2.  
  3. Body of steel, cold and rigid but filled
  4. With kills, the body vomits another drill
  5. As the projectile travels ready to stick
  6. The air surrounds it barely applying resistance
  7. 800 miles an hour, the sound causes prescriptions
  8. The power of the metal lacing eyes all around
  9. Hits the flesh and punctures the arteries that surround
  10. Down out the back where the metal pebble leaves through
  11. Into the ground, unable to track after he went down
  12. Trapped in dirt, warped through the crust of the earth
  13. Dispersed from the body we used to see Outlaws burst
  14. This session and chains events makes silly bids
  15. Feeling like Jesse James vs Billy the Kid
  16. The messy scene causes attention to the rim
  17. Now the perimeter is beaming with enforcements
  18. I stick inside the dirt, ripped through shirts and skin
  19. The blick falls to the groundfloor, 2 cops search it
  20. Forensics and metrics, but I still lay here worthless
  21. Used once then given up forever
  22. Not one more shot, I lived all my possible etceteras
  23.  
  24. [verse 2](perspective of the man who got shot)
  25.  
  26. Back in action my skin and nervous system attacking
  27. At last I shouldn’t have grabbed what cash he was stacking
  28. Now I’m lacking, facing the barrel of my fate
  29. Behind it was a man ready to charge his strafe
  30. He looked at me with a blank stare on his face
  31. A mouth that was silent, but at any time he could spray
  32. Anytime he can lay my body in a grave
  33. I hear the pop, next thing I look down my chest shot
  34. Glad I still had consciousness unlike the late Pac
  35. My head was spinning, the gunner and exit we’re grinning
  36. I fell down saw the blood dripping from my shirt
  37. Possibly the robbery wasn’t dangerous at first
  38. But my false move made karma click and splurge
  39. Now I’m blacked out, only thing I can see is the gates
  40. But I slipped on the steps, I’m going a different way
  41. Before I could get right, I was lead astray
  42. Never got to meditate, but knew how to overly medicate
  43.  
  44. [verse 3](perspective from the killers phone in his pocket)
  45.  
  46. In the darkness of the pockets, no eye sockets
  47. I’m vibrating uncontrollably, my mom told me
  48. Do go killin and turn into a villain
  49. But he couldn’t feel me, he couldn’t focus
  50. He couldn’t even see that his face was frozen
  51. I’m sitting in pitch black waiting for him to reach me
  52. All I heard was a muffled blast, now I’m knee deep
  53. Tryna reach his attention before law intervention
  54. Get an uber through me, I’ll take you to the sections
  55. Where you can remain low instead of killing imperfections
  56. But my own fellow was pulled out by a witness
  57. His waves spoke through me on what he was spitting
  58. 9 double 11, bystanders were then sprinting
  59. All I was some glass in a mesh full of knittings
  60. He grabbed me and said “im sorry momma, i just did my first killin”

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