Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh uh
It’s about that time I wake up
366, counting down the days, uh
Triple 6 on the pages in my grimoire
Pale moon and I’m barking with my dead dogs
Feeding on your body, time is running up
It’s fate, uh
That you slipping at the bottom of the chain, uh
366, calling out my name, uh
Let the bodies hang, don’t get in my way, uh
If you talk too much I might just cop a case, uh
Uh, uh, heavy metal pressing on a gauge
Uh, uh, heavy impact splatter all the brains
Uh, uh, heavy weight crushing on the waist
Uh, split the rib cage, shattered bones, limbs break, uh
Face off, push his scalp back, let the blood clot
Race off, no face, I don’t talk too much, nah
It’s safe, uh, better off speaker of the dead with the bass, uh
Hit you in the face, uh
Wake up
366, counting down the days, uh
Triple 6 on the pages in my grimoire
Pale moon and I’m barking with my dead dogs
Feeding on your body, time is running up
It’s fate, uh
That you slipping at the bottom of the chain, uh
366, calling out my name, uh
Let the bodies hang, don’t get in my way, uh
If you talk too much I might just cop a case, uh
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