| I can feel the blood creepin up from the heathens
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| Got will, got fight, got pride, got reason
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| If they wanna go eat, then you know I’m gonna feed’em
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| If you comin for me, hope you’re ready for a demon
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| I got eyes in the back of my head I’m seeing
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| Take me for granted and you know I’m leaving
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| I’mma take what’s mine with the webs I’m weaving
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| I can take this crowd from seeing to believing
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| Gotta taste for blood and my tongue keeps bleeding
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| From the words I spit so sharp so freezing
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| So cold behold frost bite they feeling
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| I can tear you apart or I can go heal’em
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| Don’t believe in fate, don’t believe in ceilings
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| I just need a taste and my mind starts peeling
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| I don’t pace myself, I grind, no kneeling
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| Got lust for change, I just love the feeling
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| And I ain’t gonna give up
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| Got too little time I’mma live up
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| Head down push forward through the tough times
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| Cuz anything worth doing is a tough climb
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| And I ain’t gonna give up
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| Got too little time I’mma live up
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| Head down push forward through the tough times
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| Cuz anything worth doing is a tough climb
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| I’mma, live life for the fight yea I’m here to get it
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| I got drive, got sight, always have a vision
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| I don’t lie at night, I be in my feelings
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| I’mma be fine, need time and I’ll soon be winning
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| I live life for the fight yea I’m here to get it
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| I got drive, got sight, always have a vision
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| I don’t lie at night, I be in my feelings
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| I’mma be fine, need time and I’ll soon be winning
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| I can feel the blood creepin up from the heathens
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| Got will, got fight, got pride, got reason
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| If they wanna go eat, then you know I’m gonna feed’em
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| If you comin for me, hope you’re ready for a demon
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| I can feel the blood creepin up from the heathens
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| Got will, got fight, got pride, got reason
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| If they wanna go eat, then you know I’m gonna feed’em
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| If you comin for me, hope you’re ready for a demon |