WELCXME 2 BULLETPRXXF

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I been numb since seventeen, scars all in my mind (in my mind)

Wrote my pain inside my verses

Read between the lines (between the lines)

Heart cold, soul froze, still I try to breathe (breathe)

They told me "it gets better", shit, they lied to me (lied to me)

I ain't tryna be a hero, I ain't tryna preach (preach)

I'm just tryna reach the ones that are like me (like me)

This ain't just music, it's a letter to the dead (dead)

To the kid with a gun up pointed to his head (head)

I know how you feel, life sucks and that's too real (yeah)

But you're more than a misfit with slit wrists

Here I am tryna get rich off the way I fucking spit

Goes to show you can do anything you put your mind to (yeah)

And I hope that line sticks to your head like gorilla glue (yeah)

I ain't goin' down, not today, not now

Got a voice, got a pen, so I'm making it loud

People tryna go mainstream, I'd be looking for the way out

Tryna body every genre, every scene, gimme my crown

I ain't stoppin' for nothin', I'ma always hold it down

See a life fall apart with an upside down frown

Had to switch it up to show you a different sound

Feelin' like a glitch in the code, still I decode pain (decode pain)

Every syllable a shot, I reload shame (reload it)

With a blade for a tongue and a beast uncaged (yeah)

Never fit in, so I made my lane (made it)

Now that's the road everybody wanna take (wanna take)

You'll be excited just to hear my name (hear my name)

Bet you weren't expecting that on this fucking beat (fucking beat)

My music never gonna put someone to sleep (someone to sleep)

Welcome to bulletprxxf (yeah)

Welcome to bulletprxxf (welcome)

Welcome to bulletprxxf (yeah)

Welcome to bulletprxxf (welcome)

Yeah, I can be the outcast, the reject

Turn every breakdown into a reset

Nineteen years old but I feel like I ain't sleep yet (yeah)

Never take handouts if you want respect

Tryna carve my name in blood and defects

Turn pain into a verse and make a weapon from a poem (poem)

TXYLXR, ain't no one even know him (know him)

I don't give a fuck, I'ma still keep going

I don't give a fuck, I'ma still keep glowing

"We don't give a fuck but you still keep pouring

Your feelings out on every track" (fuck)

That's my bad, don't run it back

Ain't got much time left, no time to slack

Wow, that's a lot of lyrics to unpack

I can carry most of y'all rappers in my backpack

You think I care if they got mo' fame

Mo' success, mo' stacks, mo' plaques?

Answer was no but we gotta get back (yeah)

To the name, yeah

If you're hearing this and you feel low too

Just know, they tried to break me and I broke through

Now it's your turn

Welcome to bulletprxxf