Infinite Ma** - Bullet lyrics

Chorus (Roger Daltrey): Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head You ask from where you standing, you must think I'm dead Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head You ask from where you standing, you must think I'm dead (Cham) It's law of the land when I say go, move by the plan No time to look back and excuse You lose youself and win you lose Chose the way we like to pray Say what you say, no way you gotta get away Bring me joy, bring me life, bring me some that feels right Negativity (thrashy) conspiracy I've got a mirror in my pocket pracks lookin hard, that's reality I say!!, free the ma** for the riot Or something thangs at night, quite!! Am I right or am I right?? Infinte for liffe!! Rrrrru! (Chorus) Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head You ask from where you standing, you must think I'm dead Load up your bullet, shoot me throught the head You ask from where you standing, you must think I'm dead (Rigorod) Gotta get my feelings across in a world full of snake lies Frauds and fakes, take advantage of another mans losse Do whatever it cause, is your force, To be divorced Used to be the model right now in this day age and time That's with the redlines, when the ma** say, take contact They send out our rhymes, get a part of this, gonna be in fire We hate to be manipulated, try to get away instead focus Locate we fo' what ill created Can test the rest of luck, tryin to change this mothaf**ker up Tryin to shut me+down, seem another man witin that, let's do infinity!! (Chorus) X2 (Cham & Rigo) Our time is gonna come, that's why we don't run Now if you're thinkin I'm dead, put you bullet in my head, uh (Chorus) *repeat several times*