I caught me a slug from a .45, now i gotta take a dive. I'm suicidal, I'm trying not to stay alive. Voices in my head keep tellin' me they wanna k** me, and bullets from this gun keep tellin' me they wanna fill me. I'm sick of it and I should be so I take it kinda critical. Pyscho like a madman in a hospital. Put you know you wanna put 'em in me, put 'em in me do it quick. Then put me in the ground with my balls and my dick.
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I caught a slug from a .45. x4
Slug from a .45 was my call of d**h, I tried to squeeze the trigger but there was no bullets left. A hole in my head, a f**kin' hole in my head, bury me alive but I'm better off dead. Damn, I feel like I wanna die, and murder's by alibi. I know that I'm gonna die, when more bullets fly. Should I put the barrel in my mouth and close my eyes. A man never cries when he ties a knot.
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I caught a slug and got drugged. My brain got dug. I heard chug-a-lug when my head squirted blood. My body beatin' bad but my but my body bled, and when I squirt I'll say I'm pointin' it at my own head. I wonder why I did it did it, why I did I done it. I played the game of d**h and now I guess I finally won it. I never front it but I frontin' for the fact of ill. Dead men never say goodbye, guess I'll see ya a** in hell.
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I caught a slug. x5
I caught a slug from a .45.