Bite Bullets

I see you standing up at me

Firing bullets at me

But let me tell you

I bite bullets

This I say to you as a warning

You love to talk down

While bringing yourself up

The only way, where you can walk with your chin up

Well let me tell you

I'm not the one for you to look at like a fool

I too, am clever

But in which is known as being smarter

My wits impress people with the inspiration to exhort good character

Now people remember me

Let me tell you something

I bite bullets

So whenever you do decide to talk shit

Expect your "shit" to be ineffective

Because now you know, all you are

All your mind is,

And all you have,

Is nothing but firing blanks

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