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“RIFLE EXCITEMENT”
#8 Thematic, Raddest, Baddest
The day I found the gun
I held it in my hand
gripped so tight till my
fingers lost their tan
held it kept it close
carried it upon my shoulders, nestled in between my breasts, I was a fan like a
teen with a beiber poster
never wanna let it go even
when I showed the bros
Next to me when i ate,
buckled up on the interstate
when at night I lay to sleep still my heat be within reach
heavy weigh the instantaneous spray as a
Hurst after bullets taken your breath we be shooting the shit but got my
guard my metal arm and fist, plus its barrel so clean like tweet tweet
marathoner take the streets, triggers say skeet skeet lead shower do excrete
,
my side kick prosthetic
limb my piece protects and also
so my arms forever
free and at peace ... and at piece, yeah it was the piece
My rifle super righteous
mightier than Titans Triton longer than a city pipe this piece so heavy it's
