The hammer strikes the firing pin
The explosion of the gunpowder forcefully pushes
Rotation and translation movement
The bullet exits, hurled from the barrel
The bullet strolls safe and steady along its route
Wounding the wind to death
Defending any argument
It doesn't care that its destiny is violent
It goes calm, the bullet, it has no feelings
Like a secret that you don't want to hear
The bullet goes saying it all without speaking
Without raising suspicion, it secures its slaughter
That's why it has its belly full of lead
To reach its prey it doesn't need eyes
And even more when the path is drawn for it by an infrared
The bullet never gives up
If it doesn't kill today, at least it leaves a wound
There'll be no stopping it
It obeys its master only once in its life
There's little money, but there are many bullets
There's little food, but there are many bullets
There are few good people, that's why there are many bullets
Watch out, here comes one
There's little money, but there are many bullets
There's little food, but there are many bullets
There are few good people, that's why there are many bullets
Watch out, here comes one
A shot is heard, it gains confidence
The sound chases it, but doesn't catch it
The bullet bares its steel fangs
And without asking permission
It enters through the skin
The chest and the arteries to cause hemorrhage
Blood flies, strawberry shake
Bolognese sauce, raspberry syrup
A cascade of contemporary art
Bright red color, comes out through the skull
There's little money, but there are many bullets
There's little food, but there are many bullets
There are few good people, that's why there are many bullets
Watch out, here comes one
There's little money, but there are many bullets
There's little food, but there are many bullets
There are few good people, that's why there are many bullets
Watch out, here comes one
It would be impossible for someone to kill you
If every bullet cost what a yacht costs
You'd have to save all your salary
To be a mercenary you'd have to be a millionaire
Bullets are just as cheap as condoms
There's little education, there are many cartridges
When little is read, much is shot
There are those who kill and don't show their face
The rich guy gives the order and the poor guy fires it
Bullets aren't needed to prove a point
You can't talk with a corpse
Dialogue destroys any macabre situation
Before using bullets, I shoot with words
There's little money, but there are many bullets
There's little food, but there are many bullets
There are few good people, that's why there are many bullets
Watch out, here comes one
There's little money, but there are many bullets
There's little food, but there are many bullets
There are few good people, that's why there are many bullets
Watch out, here comes one
There are few good people
That's why there are many bullets
Watch out, here comes one
There are few good people
That's why there are many bullets
Watch out, here comes one