Lyrics
Into the jackyl
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Better give me the room to move
Or I'll split your grand design
When im pushin that whiskey
Wild, Cat
Jumpin on the fire
burn this mutha fucka down
Stampede on the seeded crown
I was born to justify what I defy
I become alive
Im Creepin below, Im breathin below, Im feedin below
Black, Jack
When our worlds collide
Smell blood when im on the prowl
You pray to forsaken me
So I punish that pussy
Fight, Back
When im deep inside
I wont stop til you can not breathe
Im a Lord of a thousand thieves
Im the secret that you keep, im in your sleep – justified
Im Creepin below, Im breathin below, Im feedin below
when you weep don't call to me
I see them laughing, concede to whatevers around
Never known beyond the reaches of ease
Yet still they follow you
and put the blame on me
your idolatry can not provide…oh well, well
When you weep don’t call to me / When you see me comin down
let me hear you scream.
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